avalerie696
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Fire, burns her heart,
And ice, makes her soul.
Who do you trust,
When no one, you know?
A child, so helpless, so pure, so sweet,
Stuck in her hands,
She's forced to leap.
She's a desperate deer in the woods of pain,
She longs for the sweet tang of grass,
In a land destitute of life.
A mate? What's that?
What does he do?
It seems like he does nothing but brood.
What's the point in hoping,
If there is no hope?
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Written by: avalerie696
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