(poem) thoughts from the spider

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Forced to live alone tucked away
In my dark place i have to stay

You're  scared of me well im scared of you
Im hated by all oh what did i do

I always keep my place neat
you're scared of me, while you feast on meat

You're  hands are frightening they're  way to big
They're  way to close so i will use my fangs to dig

Into your vein
You will feel some pain

Its easy for you to squish us into a sudden death
So now i will crawl away as you take your very last breath

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