Topic: ode to my ex | |
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i watched a spider spin its web
it sat to wait on its prey and as a fly landed in its trap he struggled to get away but all hope was lost as the spider came and wrapped him up with her string and as the spider injected its venom ..the fly couldnt do a thing, as i watched the venom work.. and quickly kill the fly, i saw him pass with one last jerk his insides became liquified, i thought to myself how the trap was laid for the victim so he couldnt see and i thought to myself how the spider was you... and the dumb little fly was me.. writings from the tombs... sometimes we dont see the traps laid by others until it is too late... ![]() |
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thats sooooo true
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I was JUST thinking the same thing
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struck a nerve with me....I hate walking heads!
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Traps aren't always laid by others though, sometimes we position ourselves so they have no other choice, or we just place them in a position where we let them do it to us!
Although scalded on many occasions, I still have faith in the basic human race, I just need to work on my own boundaries! |
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