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Miss Haversham
A. M. Bellows Where there is love, let me draw it away
Poison it, draw in onward me to stay
Within my spiders web, where I ensnare
All men whom I can draw to my decaying lair
A fisher of men, and appearance holy seems
But behind the façade, a grimmer visage gleams
To enjoy, and play with people just as toys
For after all, what are men but boys?
Who can get away? None unscathed from me.
And still I can draw them back, you see,
The words of heartfelt love comes easily to say
But in reality, I give nothing but dismay.
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