Forever Held In The Eyes Of The Net Weaver
By sidewinder
Spiders that touch and hold a soul forever meeting chaos, truth never known, Could it be... in that warm embrace the euphoric moment between known life and unknown death, We look into the eyes of the net weaver, At this time ask yourself, is this a mirage? Is this my illusion? Or more? Answer one way or another to determine when you became you and when you started to take life for granted, What makes your existence unique and untainted, And as you walk through those doors in those choices made, You might find a never ending circle, Touched only in time. July 9, 2000 By: B.E. Whitehorn & Allan Perry Written January 8th, 2002 © on Jan 08 2002 08:14 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn other
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"Spiders that touch and hold a soul..."