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The Hunter
Contributed by
in2thetwilightzone2
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Tuesday, 28th December 2004 @ 02:52:42 PM in AEST
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in the heat of the skies the birds will sing,
screaching in the sorrow her hands will bring,
the hunter watches in her gaze,
shoots and catches within her own praise,
she walks the lake and falls into the deep,
feeling the ice penetrate her with deaths silent creep,
karma comes back and she swallows a gulp,
shes reduced to nothing but an icy pulp,
all she will ever be is the hunter that drowned...
if we all have a destiny,
was hers ever found?...
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2004-12-28 14:52:42]
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Re: The Hunter
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by newewe on
Tuesday, 28th December 2004 @ 04:44:40 PM AEST
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| Very well written but sounds a bit vengeful. Don't you think. Flow is nice and rhymes well.........doug |
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