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Purest white to fool her prey

A woven web of tangles

No matter where you try to stray

She’ll catch you, from all angles

A spider’s charm has consequences

With tricks, all quite alluring

Wraps herself round all your senses

To smother, is her securing

She’ll gather you up in a single thread

Spun from her very own hand

Until you are indeed most dead

Now you’re the dinner she has planned


Writing Prompt: Tangled Webs – Day 26/31

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