The Spider
When hate and rage eat away at your heart,
you begin to change.
Your beauty inside morphs into an infection
where darkness reigns
The infection is a spider, its darkness its web
you are a victim
It takes one small mistake to become paralyzed
it becomes a habit
But, every time you speak hate or breath rage,
you vibrate the web
Each and every move only spreads the infection
the spider gets closer
Untangle yourself from the web of rage and hate
and destroy your demon, the spider.
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