Web
the srtings of the web
so thin and sticky
holding me in place
look so thin and fragile
yet wont break
hoding me til
the damned
in the lies and hate
Engulfing
me
Web
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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