The Eagle
Wings of fire reaching down
landing harshly not on ground
Claws of evil made to kill
chasing you viciously against your will
You run so hard your out of breath so fast
living now this day as your last
You'll try to hide and get away
to late your caught by the bird of prey
as you stare in his eyes and beg to let go
no emotions does this beast show
So next time when he wants another
Better stay hidden, best with mother
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