She hangs
Lifeless
Luminous melon-green wings
Immobile
He set his trap
Her crime flying too close
Caught in the web
Of a foe she dwarfs
Helpless against his cunning
She gave up
Her wings not strong enough
Invisible threads stole her freedom
One would not guess
The spider could win
With a web more delicate
Yet more determined
A beautiful creature
Even in death
Did she succumb too soon
Unaware of her strength?
Her captor not present
To claim his prey
I cut her loose
Denying him reward
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