When first she awoke
She thought she was dead
Darkness and pain
Had seemed to cease
Inside of a moment
She froze like a stone
None would carry her
Nor welcome her home
Down in her heart
A spider did weave
Even in day
She captured all light
Confined in her sight
She wished for the lake
Smothering the day
Slipping away
Stopping her breath
She cheated the chair
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