A spider on the wall, how I adore discretion,
Your silken web, so beautifully crafted …
A tangled mess you made with lines around my throat
And in a sudden jerk you pulled me off the ground.
Your colorful seduction a brilliant display
Of predatory skills and twisted fantasies.
Your web, a design so simple.
Your trap, so intricate and harsh,
Your lies have brought be down…
Your lines have slit my throat.
You’re such a spider, darling,
Long legs and deadly touch,
You’d sell my soul completely
For one moment’s worth.
A spider on the wall, I adore your discretion…
Watching me die young with sweet intoxication.
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