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Created on: October 09, 2009 Last Updated: October 16, 2009
Eyes of a hunter
cunning mind and cruel nature
wait, it's only me
I see the wolf's teeth
his are sharper
He looks at my eyes
mine are smarter
When he sees this
the beast runs away
for my heart is black
and his only gray
I look in the mirror
then try to flee
but i cannot
the beast is me
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