webbed
Even though
His heart, it aches
He attempts a sweet goodbye,
I have him trapped
With satin binds
His arms forever bound,
But in my heart
In my web
The spider comes to me,
And I am trapped
And he is trapped
As simple as can be,
We try, and try
To break the web
Strong as it can be,
But here again
We remain
Trapped by satin string.
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