The Spider with No Eyes

January 17, 2014

It is hard to see

Through the web

I have woven

All for naught

For no hearts

Has it stolen

A web of lies

That catches no flies

And I am the Spider

The Spider With No Eyes

Forsaken in my web

Blind but still wise

And so I will wait

For it is never too late

For the divine intervention

Of the Spinner of Fate

I wait for my prize

For I am the Spider

The Spider With No Eyes

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