Spider BloodA Poem by TheUnrulyWriterSo often you say things With so little meaning They mean many things I hardly can speak with you Let alone listen In fear of spidery Webs on your lips I don’t know if you mean it But I’ve been bitten before And still harbour a scar From the juice of our bloods
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Added on May 23, 2017Last Updated on June 7, 2017 AuthorTheUnrulyWriterAboutI write stories, poems, and songs. I am a multi-instrumentalist, and I'm always wanting to learn more of 'em. My writing is mostly abstract and focuses on psychological, philosophical, and/or spir.. more.. |

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