Life is a spider, slow & grey,
My mind the knotted web,
The sun is the smile that washed away,
Black is the sky of my soul, heavy as lead,
Rain bleeds, dripping from steel skies,
Tears journey in furrows, to death on the sand,
Your words of love turn sadly to lies,
Night, the hour of secrets slipping from my hand,
“Why,” Is the question of existence?
Eternity is the answer I feebly seek,
I live on earth at God´s insistence,
Strange I should live to be so bleak.
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