The SpiderA Poem by Mr. Secrecy
They all fell into his web eventually,
Prey to his web of lies. Fake smiles, empty compliments, all the while whispering sweet nothings to them. Luring them in little by little, a gentle touch here, a seductive wink there. Lured by his beauty, his mystery. Once in the web, none escape, none want to. There he 'feasts', his prey writhe in undeniable pleasure. Once full, he tosses them aside, no matter how much they plead to stay. All of his prey soon realize, he is to be feared, not loved. He is not a creature of the light, but of the dark.
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StatsAuthorMr. SecrecyMount Laurel , NJAboutI like to think of random things....at random...so yeah. more..Writing
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