Heart and feelings played a big role,
Every word couldn't be told,
She had to let them be,
She had to be free.
The hunter hunted her treacherously,
She felt every blow lovingly.
Still inside the dark cave,
With nails inside her soul,
Wounded but not lost,
Crawling but not fast,
She still feels the hole.
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