Web of Deceit You were the spider - All legs and feet, I watched while you spun Your web of deceit.
I was the fly Who was caught in your net, Wishing, that we, Had never met.
You were the Hawk Who was looking for prey - I was the mouse Who was going to pay.
I should have seen it, I should have known... But when you weren't there I felt so alone.
If I now see her, I run, I don't linger, From the girl with the spider Tattoed on her finger!
Tim Cox
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