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THE BEAST.

This hunter knows you, from birth to the end,
Your body it rules, your mind it will bend,
The brown, white horse,
Rides through your vein,
Gets you so high,
You don't know your name,
You're the flyer divine,
As you ride the beast,
But you cry as you fall,
On your soul it will feast,
The hunter knows you, clutching your soul,
This killing desire is all you'll know,
(C) Tony B. 2015.
For Krystal, who died riding. 
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