Your web of lies.
You hear my cries.
These webs of pain.
I seem to gain.
Our web of fears.
Drop black spotted tears.
My web of fame.
Is all your game.
The webs of complications.
Lead others to temptations.
Maze that sticks.
To your faults it clicks.
Stuck in a trap.
In need of a map.
These webs you weave.
You've done with ease.
Smirk you now tease.
I beg you please.
I forgot to post the a while back. I know this is a more depressing poem, but I hope everyone is doing okay, and I promise I'm alive and well. :D
Sorry for be so inactive! :/
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Drifting Poetry
Poetry*****E-AWARDS WINNER [Third Place in Poetry]***** A selection of poems created when inspiration was plentiful.... This book is now completed! Started: 2015 Ended:2019
