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POOR LITTLE THING
The D.N.A caught in your nails.
Numerous,different strands.
Silken flesh of cobwebs,
catching all the pests that get too near.
Distracted by those silver tears.
A cold metallic stare.
Amazed that you can still be called human.
Infected by your evolving venom.
Your insecurities,
in society.
Like a drop of blood,in shark infested waters.
You poor little thing...
Why are you surprised,when they tear you apart?
Numerous,different strands.
Silken flesh of cobwebs,
catching all the pests that get too near.
Distracted by those silver tears.
A cold metallic stare.
Amazed that you can still be called human.
Infected by your evolving venom.
Your insecurities,
in society.
Like a drop of blood,in shark infested waters.
You poor little thing...
Why are you surprised,when they tear you apart?
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