Web Poem by Matthew Hyatt
Web
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I used to believe
I used to try
I used to believe I could fly
I never thought he would leave
Now I spin a web of the past
A web of what shall last
The emotion that comes every dawn
The heartbreak that he's gone
Now I believe the untold
The things you cannot hold
Now as the tides ebb
It seems I'm caught in my own web
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: believe
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8/28/2026 3:35:03 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Simple, but speaks volumes. Your opening is a little weak, but the power at the end brings it all together. (Psst - hey!)