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Discreet silver spiders
slip from the tongues
of filthy liars
to weave webs
thick and replete
with hazy veils of deceit
that grow more dense and complex
as they spread and mature,
Inducing confusion and delusion
while damaging lives,
But fear not oh ye swindled,
Because those webs either
collapse or implode
retract or explode
as the discreet silver spiders
come back to bite the flesh
and gouge the eyes
of their original creator,
For Heaven and angels utterly despise
filthy mouths that spawn silver spiders,
This is the curse of the liars…
slip from the tongues
of filthy liars
to weave webs
thick and replete
with hazy veils of deceit
that grow more dense and complex
as they spread and mature,
Inducing confusion and delusion
while damaging lives,
But fear not oh ye swindled,
Because those webs either
collapse or implode
retract or explode
as the discreet silver spiders
come back to bite the flesh
and gouge the eyes
of their original creator,
For Heaven and angels utterly despise
filthy mouths that spawn silver spiders,
This is the curse of the liars…
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My Demons
Sometimes demons are invisible, sometimes they are not to be seen,
only to be felt.
But just because you cannot see the claws and teeth
Does not mean they aren’t ripping through you or me.
and just like that,
pain does not need to be seen to be felt.
They torture you,
Beat you,
Hurt you,
Break you,
And in the end?
Destroy you.
They are like a deadly poison without a cure.
They kill you, slowly..
But surely.
And you can scream,
oh you can scream all you want..
But you will never make a sound,
it will go unheard for the world around but echo hours after in your mind.
They make a once so beautiful memory fad
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Bullying (A Poem)
Kindergarden- 1st Grade:
They said that I was stupid,
And that I couldn't read.
That was the first time in my life,
That my heart started to bleed
2nd-3rd Grade:
They said my skin was dark,
And my religion wasn't good.
They destroyed me piece by piece,
And shattered me where I stood
4th Grade:
They said I was too fat,
I didn't have the perfect face.
I could not be fixed at all,
I was a broken case
7th-8th Grade:
They said I was a stalker,
And that I told lies.
That year truly was filled,
With dark, gloomy skies
Now:
I couldn't be more broken,
More sad in my life.
Everything hurts,
Like a sharp, cold knife
Am I really this wo
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Confession~ A Poem
I really really like you,
But you don't feel the same,
I'm finally truly tired,
Of playing this little game
You seem to forget,
That I'm also your friend,
But it seems that too,
Has come to an end
It's time I confess,
Everything to you,
This time I wouldn't lie,
It'll be genuinely true
I hate your girlfriend,
She's really such a bore,
I really wonder what,
Your dating her for
You kept me up all those nights,
For nothing at all,
Instead you just let me drown,
Instead you let me fall
You put me in such pain,
And you put me in such sorrow,
It's time that I finally live,
A fresh, new tomorrow
It's time for me to let you go
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Indeed, very captivating!