Deceitful Web

How can I justify
This web that I have weaved.
From dawn to dusk
It gets twisted
Tighter and so elaborate.
Its pattern now distinct
The picture of my fantasy.

Too deep in illusion
So far from existence.
I am the creator
Of this merry wonderment.
My artistic creativity
Designed for perfection.
Yes! The fulfillment of my vision.

My imagination the pattern
You, my inspiration.
Together we designed
The ideal forever after.
Woven in perfect strokes
With only a single thread
The dream capture of Love.

But now my conscious defies
It screams the painful truth.
Deceit will slowly destroy
Unraveling the secrets weaved.
One by one they falter
Erasing all my inventions.
Oh No! My intricate web redeemed.


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