The Deceitful Spider
THE DECEITFUL SPIDER
In him toppling of his moment
But rather to heed, he clamps in harrowing lava
Buried in it a shackled advent
Give your screaming a rest. Never!
Will it come, the white angel foil
Whose days fold and mould in cracking chins
Chins for long has a stolen joy
Having not a whispering heart by inch
You are much the spider web in sun
That sugars it prey of a colourful rainbow
Colourful rainbow or a laser gun?
A silky pattern, it follows
But as the flash, it entirety web to death
Does the prey buy the blame?
Of appreciating in you the best
Heedless u claim to your hunting flame
Gathered in numbers the innocent soul
Until the poisonous prey was caught
Your toppling moment has it mould
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