Web
I feel the numbness setting in.
starting from my head down to
the tip of my toes. All the years
I tried to be strong, stuck in a web
growing all around me, like a fly stuck in
a spider web unable to move, just like a
spider, it's apart of our lives, but how many people
have to be stuck and then devoured into its system
before it's enough when used the wrong way. There
has always been a positive way to use it. Unlike the spider
we don't need the web to survive, so we should take care of what's been giving to use and not misuse our gift.
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