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Jul 2013
Alive
You bite at me,
like an angry lion
I'm live food
and you're
ready to eat,
nipping
and growling
wanting to come in
Should I open the door or not?
You pounce on me.
Tear me open
and
eat my heart out.
Dead.
Madison
Written by
Madison  Xenia, Ohio
(Xenia, Ohio)   
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