Well it's art.

A short story i wrote

She will draw you in. Slowly but surely you'll fall in her web, and when you do you'll never want to leave for you can't. Why would you ever want to leave someone who feels like silk and tastes like honey who looks like home and makes you feel less alone. She'll have you in her bed and have you scream her name. She'll hold you tight run those fingers In you're hair and make you forget what she done just those moments ago.

You'll wake up in the morning those sheets strewn across the bed nails marks like crescent moons embedded into your back but you won't mind it shows she was there.

You'll walk around down the halls that once felt haunted and oh so alone, they will be full of life and you'll never get used to the feeling of it.

You'll walk into that kitchen and see her standing there in your shirt. She'll look divine and you will want her more and more but she won't want you.

Her web now feels suffocating and you'll want to leave but she won't let you she'll pull harder and harder to have you stay. She will cry and say she's not good enough and everyone leaves but don't fall for she has pulled this trick every time and you now see the cracks.

So leave. You will feel alone yes but you won't be for there will always be more than a black widow dressed for the kill.
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Okay so I going threw things on my computer and I found this story and it's so bad but I'm also kinda proud not sure