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  • Published: Jun 30th, 2008
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The Hunt

Blue eyes like liquid ice watch her

He waits, calculating, she is a special one,

Wild spirited and quick to lash out,

He muses a little, he must gain her trust,

But how, she has been damaged, broken

He perserveres, pushes her a little,

She pushes back, he smiles

He must have her, there is no other option

He will have her, he will take her,

But how?

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