Unconquerd Soul
Pale skin
And a freckled face
Dreamy eyes
And deeper thoughts
Cloud high
Twirling in wind
Blown down
Deeply below
Beneath the harded surface
Of marbled stone
Lays a tangled mess
With a steady beat
Counting the seconds
Down on my knees
Begging you please
Don't look too close
Or you'll take what you please
The Sun in the day
and the moon in the night
With gravity's stength
And a tigerous heart
Getting me down
In a world of hunters
I've become it's prey
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