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As I watch you leaving through 
The glass of my bottle
I realize its not enough 
to quench The thirst
you've left me with

I spit to the ground
And it looks like a spider 
Reminds me of you
Oh! How you hate them

Funny how you have become
A black widow in my heart
Preying on my love 
and feeding on my feeling
Wrapping me in your web

Turned so tight with thought 
I can barely breath
When you leave I always lose
Myself in loneliness
Posted: 2016-04-18 01:37:25 UTC

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