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by Not Bulletproof Sep 20, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / other
In the night, I was tucked away, fast asleep at the end of day, and along came a spider, so quick and so confided; He grabbed and he clawed, in my bed, he broke the laws. He bit me, he spit at me; his lips were poisonous on me. I fought so hard through it; my beauty sleep gone to shit. The lights were out, in the dark, he reached into my heart. My skin was hot, cold with sweat. His hands and my life met. The darkness grew darker, and so did my life... because along came a spider.Sarah Gammon © 20/09/08 Thanks for reading. -xxx-