Like a spider on *******
I weave dysfunction
in a haphazard way
My web has huge gaping holes
It continues to u
n
r
a
v
e
l
Stops short of beautiful
I begin one segment
then d
r
o
p it to start piecing together another
My web lacks intricate details
that would make it magnificant to others
My web cannot function naturally
the way instinct intended
The holes in my web
cause opportunities to fly right by and through
leaving me hungry, confused and reliant on you
This web is a silky mess
So I'll just leave it be
to end up
on someone's eyelash
as they acquiesce.
Like a spider on *******
I weave dysfunction
in a hap-haz-ard
way.
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 10:25 AM UTC
Like a spider on *******
I weave dysfunction
in a haphazard way
My web has huge gaping holes
It continues to u
n
r
a
v
e
l
Stops short of beautiful
I begin one segment
then d
r
o
p it to start piecing together another
My web lacks intricate details
that would make it magnificant to others
My web cannot function naturally
the way instinct intended
The holes in my web
cause opportunities to fly right by and through
leaving me hungry, confused and reliant on you
This web is a silky mess
So I'll just leave it be
to end up
on someone's eyelash
as they acquiesce.
Like a spider on *******
I weave dysfunction
in a hap-haz-ard
way.
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