Death by Spiders

Spin me a thread of sweet nothings,

Weave them together into a contract that is binding, 

Enrapture me with your hypnotic soulless eyes,

And capture me in your web of selfish desires.

Wound me with commitments, I am rendered immobile,

Placate me with your venom until I mirror your smile.  

Senses have escaped but I am still left behind,

No fight left, blank eyes watch you dine. 

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