A Native Scorned (RonanOBoyle)

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A Native Scorned

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A Native Scorned

Fury filled her being

Rue fled the barbershop unseeing

Desert night set my heart free

How could he

Destroy so many lives?

Hanna, Heather wonderful wives

Strop and me?

What kind of outlaw is he?

The worst kind

The only kind

Poor Hanna 

Someone needs to warn her

Tomorrow the train arrives at noon

I'm the last life 

Outlaw 

you will ruin.

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