Lisbeth Spider Poems

Wants and desires crash in my head
What I need can't grasp in my hands
This is no longing of a pining heart
This is no soul lost in painful thoughts
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When i'm alone I think about you,
In your company I think about me.
Looking through the mirror of your soul
Reflecting my brightest and darkest hope
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She knows it's the x or y factor
He agrees it's been the same matter
New is an old story I once told
Surprise is the party we all hold
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We dare to crawl into this space
Where men are lost in wonderous daze
Hearts do whisper of dangers that creep
Mind does wonders of thrills to seek
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