The lure of the spider to breed your destiny
Sweet words that sound so heavenly
Masked treachery filled with poetry
In a book of clandestine jealousy
Sticky web hiding entrapments
Kindness faked baiting enhancements
Meek faces like a wolf in sheep’s clothing
Beware pink laces scissors will start cutting
The voice of an angel soon you’ll be hearing
When tears start to fall then the mask will be falling
As it traps you and soon will be gloating
Its hideous success when you started crawling.
Moving tentacles of temptation and tryst
Concealing the truth in disguise as a myth
Entangled by the web of lies and deceit
Too late to resist the spider in the mist.
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