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Apr 2
You think I am a fish
Meant for you to catch

You have the bait
Dangling before my face

You expect me to come
To let you claim me

You believe I am
Meant for your sharp claws

A game of cat and mouse
You think you are in charge

But the roles have been reversed
I am the predator now

So run while you can
Before I do what you'd asked

And I go to take your hand
You used to say to...

Catch you if I can...
Soulless
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Soulless  17/Other/Nowhere
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