Spiders trickle from your wounds
As they’re tickling your spine
And the threads so neatly sewn
Are constricting you like vines

As the thorns all pierce your flesh
And the blood spills out like wine
Through your mind is just one wish
That you could still be mine

Though the carnage is self-evident
Are you hurting deep inside
Do you realize my cruel intent
And how painfully I died

Revenge is sweet like candy
Flowing from malignant streams
I had kept you under lock and key
Endured your melody of screams

You hadn’t bore such torture
Beneath my tainted wing
As your freedom has ensured
A puppet yearning for their strings

Now I’m not there to save you
You’d grown weary of my play
Deafened to your helpless mews
Now you ache to be my prey

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