My Broken Heart

What I used to attract you
has now become
what separates us.

Like a spider lures her prey
with enticing poison
yet kills it the same way.

How I wish it didn’t
have to be this way,
that we could savor this more.

But alas, it is not meant to be.
I must release you from my grip
because I can’t keep you trapped


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