Pursued, I fled.
I was hunted, there was no where left to turn.
I tried to run, my heart began to burn.
The tracker, He bled.
I was angry, my path went every way.
I was confused, and violently led astray.
He followed me, my wits began to fray-
And suddenly I was dead.
My life gone, my anger did not subside.
I did my best, thus far I had really tried.
It didn't matter, His blood wasn't satisfied-
I laid there on my bed.
I cried, I couldn't have any rest.
The bloody tracker, took my heart out from my chest.
I was at peace, was this for the best?
I laid there gushing red.
New life in me, my eyes were opened again.
I took fresh heart, away from what I'd been.
The sorrow gone now, and joy my frown did wren,
Strangely, my soul was fed.....
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