I don't seek motivation from outside.
My biggest inspiration comes
from those creatures in my
home that create the most
intricate and elegant webs
faster than I can destroy them.

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I am not scared of spiders
I just scream and run away everytime I see them!!!!!!!!

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July 29, 2020
2:40 a.m.

There's this infestation in my home lately, and I'm killing spiders every day like a maniac; spray cans full of transfluthrin, or a homemade solution of water and tea tree oil with camphor, and even a herbal pesticide ordered online. Sometimes I sit alert, eyes focused with a cup of tea in one hand and a spray can in the other, crouched next to the closet in my room, anticipating their daily to and fro under the gaps in darkness, to waylay and ambush them. I'd hate to kill, but their population has become a nuisance.
And then I wonder, what if governments would start working like that too? The thought causes goose pimples to rise all along my spine, just like the ones I get when I spot a nasty, maleficent spider. Spoosh! I kill one more under the carpet.
I was arachnophobic once, but now my sister calls me “Miss Muffet,” garnering revenge. It has become a terrible routine—this odor of sprays and chemicals is all I can inhale these days. And it suffocates me. I feel inhuman, and much like an executioner, but I keep killing them nevertheless. And with each day, I don't know if they are dying slowly, or I am.

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*After Seeing a spider*

Me : hi
Spider : hello
Me : can your bite give me
spiderman powers ???
Spider : Nah
Me : then get the hell out of my room
you scary monster.

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Inside the dark web
Waiting to bite your torso
Cooking some venom

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Don't think, I'll leave you so easily.
I have invested myself so much into you
that if I die,
my body will explode into thousands of creepy spiders.
Each one with a set of twelve legs.
I'll will kiss you part by part— penetrating my fangs deep into your body
Injecting love poison under your skin
that will react by growing several flowers on your soft bones.
My spiders will weave the web of emotions all over your body.
You won't be able to get out of this.
Trust me, my love will make you suffocate
and the only thing that will hang as an image in your eyes will be of that black widow.
My love is starving;
so I'll make sure that it devours you passionately.

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The spider's web was spun
For unsuspecting flies to come
The wait began
Till all the flies got trapped
Then it became food
She beckoned her children
To feast and have fun
The flies are coming again
The work must begin
Till then let's have some fun
Said the spider

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//Haiku on Deadly Spider//

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