Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Hit & Run

Don’t you dare move
You see, she’s like a wild deer
Curious, she’s coming closer
The silence is rare, divine
Don’t you even think about it
Don’t even breathe

Skin and bones is all you see
It might shatter in your hands
And when you blink you’re in deep water
The silence is tense, awful
Those nervous eyes staring at your headlights
Are you in for the kill?


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