Spiders Web

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You confuse me
Like how intricately
A Spiders Web is spun
Complex, beautiful
Is your words
That poison my heart
Your actions speak louder
Than anything you could speak
Stronger that steel you hold me
In your embrace and lie to me
Saying everything will be fine
But I have Stockholm Syndrome
And you make me feel trapped
Yet safer than I've ever been

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