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Alone in this dark roomSpiders are spinning their webs around my heart.
Tied to an oak chair
The crows peck at my flesh.
Decaying soul
Ambered eyes
Nails longing to rip open your skin
Blood longing, rusting steel
My hands have lost all feeling
Dangling over the edge
The birds swoop and plant their claws in my flesh
β¦Needing just
One more breath
Longing onlyβ¦
One more injection of poison into my veins.
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This is brilliant I really love it. Dark, powerful and depressing and also amazing
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This is brilliant I love it. Dark, powerful and depressing but still really like it
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"Spiders are spinning their webs around my heart."
i absolutly love this line. the beginning of the poem is amazing,
the very last line seems kind of misplaced though.
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Dark and disturbing 
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nice, nice flow along with the destructive images. haunting piece.
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I love the eerie flow of it, and fantastic imagery.
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wow.. that's pretty powerful. I love the imagary.
"Alone in this dark room
Spiders are spinning their webs around my heart."
I love that.
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Interesting! evil! Cruel!
Great stuff, very simple and straight to the point!
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