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Black Widow

Distinctive scent and outline
New morning through old night
He promised everything would be fine
In his perspective sight.

Centuries of the deceased
When did trouble fade away?
And as the value did decrease
I turned to a new page...

Walking through atmospheric
Atmospheric beauty
The citizens are caught in hysterics
It's my duty;

Slip the silver thread around
Until their frenzied movements slow
Jerking puppets muted sound
And I'm the Black Widow...

Head in hands, he sat too still
A locked target for the hunter
As ashes fall on windowsills
Then dusty time is a wonder.

Mirrored glass too crystalline
It reflects on my past
But smooths it out 'till it's pristine
The surface - tissue last...

Walking through atmospheric
Atmospheric beauty
The citizens are caught in hysterics
It's my duty;

Slip the silver thread around
Until their frenzied movements slow
Jerking puppets muted sound
And I'm the Black Widow...

Moonlight candle in the sky
Starry-eyed and knocked out senseless
Many prey would hope to die
But to pass on is pretence less...

Cold and stiff come a new time
Bodies blank and unreserved
Quiet for all reason and rhyme
But my hunger can't be preserved...

Walking through atmospheric
Atmospheric beauty
The citizens are caught in hysterics
It's my duty;

Slip the silver thread around
Until their frenzied movements slow
Jerking puppets muted sound
And I'm the Black Widow...

Walking through atmospheric
Atmospheric beauty
The citizens are caught in hysterics
It's my duty;

Slip the silver thread around
Until their frenzied movements slow
Jerking puppets muted sound
Now I'm the Black Widow...

JanaIsabel

@JanaIsabel

I like to write gothic fiction and enjoy a good dark poem when I'm by myself.

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Comments & Feedback (2)

This was something that I wrote about a year ago in one of those sparks of inspiration. The whole thing was written in five minutes, flat out pen to paper, not even realising what I was writing until I'd finished and looked back. The lyrics are actually about a woman acting like a Black Widow, along with the "eating my husband" psyche they got going on there. I hope you like it.

It is by good. It has that dark Edgar Allen Poe tint to it. Good job.