A fly come along
Thinks it found the sweetest flower
Even if it is damagedThe flytrap let's it in
The fly thinks 'how lucky'
'It let down it's walls for me,
I must be special'But unbeknownst to the fly
The venusfly trapHas no interest
In feeding the fly
It only has interest in
It's own benefitsSo the fly gets digested
Slowly
PainfullyAnd the fly trap smiles
Because even though the fly
Loved the trap so-The flytrap will move on
Without a second thought.
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PoetryI don't care if you read this. Words are meant to be put out there Even if no one reads it. Or cares. This is Poetry that I write I'll share my own words, if you want you can too. Just sharing some thoughts. Anyone who is lost can come here. If you...