SpidersA Poem by Azarel Szabo
Talking
Laughing Hitting it off New friends And old friends The flame and its' moths Yet here I am Lonely Away from it all A spider A freak In the dark On the wall In the corner In the shadow I watch you flit by Weary to come by my web As you fly But I don't really mind I know you're not sure You don't know the secret My home and my lure Is no trap at all My web Far and wide Reaches out to so many Friendship they provide You just couldn't see it You had to evade Within we're all spiders Afraid and estranged In a web In the dark But not alone Never alone © 2013 Azarel Szabo |
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Added on August 24, 2013 Last Updated on August 24, 2013 Author
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