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I stare into a face that frightens me more than ever,How can I stand and say i’m not afraid ? I see the eyes and i’m sure I know better, Than to cross paths with this 8-legger.Why oh why, do spiders frighten me ? Is it because I imagine them crawl
treat me like Tuesday even if it is dawn on Friday ask me not of my spiders cushioned under skin but of my beloved socks   not of my whys or nos  more so of my whys to yeses
My most feared tormentor, that hushed sentry Guarded in its webbed domain, transfixed by its prey, Whether it be me or a sly housefly grappling against its threaded prison.  
I need you like I need silence, But tonight I can't have either. Harsh words of lovers creep through this house. Love is fake. I know it is. I'm too smart to believe in it but I pretend to.
Your words Sharper than a knife Thrown at my heart and I’m left bleeding inside My whole life has been lived through your eyes Nothing can ever be mine   Empty compliments
The ceiling fan Harmlessly Blows around the darkness Unknowingly
  You feel it coming, You always do. The creepy crawlies are coming for you.     They itch, you scratch,
Oh the dark o'ersized spider Crawling through the murk and mire Its lumbering fangs do aspire Slumbering lives soon retire In the dark, they do not know Soon thier sleeping fate will show
Depression… I’m nauseous. Obsession… Over cautious. Learned my lesson… I’ve got this. Left with less and got the obvious. A fracture… it’s painful. Your stature reveals a vain full… Of poison.
I met a black widow, weeping crimson tears from 8 wrists who spun sorrow into silk
Many wonder why Self-Inflicted Inhibiting "sigh"I just couldn't deal with it all internal pain- in my weeping mind  I couldn't take couldn't cry so I broke a mirror
Once I watched a fly, struggle against a web, I stared as it twitched in horror, knowing it would soon be dead. Ever so gently, a small brown spider stepped on to its white, glossy trap.
You see me on the wall And what’s the first thing you do? You become appalled, And suddenly within a few Seconds you make a big mistake.
Five butterflies whirr around my head-- playing catch-me-if-you-can with each other's glowing, neon flutter. I'm elated to see these spectacular creatures in orbit around me,
Caught in a web the fly Will soon say good- bye Knowing his life may end He has to save his friend Looking around for help No one hears him yelp The creepy eight legs Listens to all the begs
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