every day we grow older
day by day spiders webs are made in my heart
can you feel what i feel
can you see what i see
my life becoming a spider web
so dull and useless
spiders running threw my mind
spiders scratching at my scalp
bones turn to dust
starting to lose lust
starting to lose trust
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