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Here's a sad story about a deer and a man
A romantic scene from a lullaby.
In a clearing, green -- where his eyes met mine.
I was froze in motion. Oh! His bow was raised.
Then the fleeting notion - that my life he'd save.
But I saw it coming, flying through the air.
Feathered backside humming. Miss me. Hit me where
Where it will only hurt me, not a mortal wound.
Leave me lying dirty, someone would find me soon.
I have never been like this before.
Felt my body sinking to the grassy floor,
I have never known a love like this,
Felt the flaming arrows of the Hunter's Kiss.
My life is not mine.
Like a dog or a wife.
He has taken his time.
He has taken my life.
I could see the steaming of his cloudy breath,
No, I was not dreaming,
I was next to death.
As I lay there twitching,
Then my legs were tied.
There was nothing missing on the day I died.
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