Frosted Webs

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I stare into the darkness
A depth unfathomable
A fly trapped upon the spiders web
Struggling against the abominable

A husk upon intricate patterns
Beauty in mornings frost unstable
Weight upon shimmering web
Broken strands dangle memorable

Crisp and shimmering sunlight
Breath steaming as I ponder
The delicate beauty savagery is
Am I the fly upon the web I wonder

Every thrash sending vibrations
Across these frosted webs
Soon to be torn asunder.

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