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She was the fighter, the rebel Hidden behind cherry lips Pale and slender, a voice that would make you surrender With eyes like an eclipse Carefully plotted schemes she carried, Delicate steps she always took Armed with an army of mischievous intentions She played the good girl well, but she was undoubtedly a crook Ask any man, he'll tell you so She had a reputation like no other If you'd met her, you'd surely wish you hadn't They call her the Heart Hunter.
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Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 6:05 PM UTC
The Huntress
She was the fighter, the rebel Hidden behind cherry lips Pale and slender, a voice that would make you surrender With eyes like an eclipse Carefully plotted schemes she carried, Delicate steps she always took Armed with an army of mischievous intentions She played the good girl well, but she was undoubtedly a crook Ask any man, he'll tell you so She had a reputation like no other If you'd met her, you'd surely wish you hadn't They call her the Heart Hunter.
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Nov 12, 2016 at 6:05 PM UTC
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