Haiku Series: In A Web

August 9, 2013

In a web of lies

Trapped in the very center

Did a young girl rest.

II.

Did she know her doom?

The Spider was approaching fast

Escape seemed futile.

III.

Her name had been lost

She did not know her own self.

Such was her sad fate.

IV.

Now learn a lesson:

Let not her portion be thine.

Truth is thy best friend.

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