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Why must I hang myself always
Within the web of one who cannot love me?
A stupid fly seeing only sweets beyond
I hurl myself
Only to be stuck
Where I dangle alone,
Yearning for her to take me further in,
To wrap me up in her silken coccoon,
But she won't even consume me.
I am not even food to her.
Left instead at the edge of her web
Noticed, but untouched
Struggling, struggling desperately against sticky illusion
Until my efforts drain me dry
And I dangle weakly,
A dessicated shell of myself.

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