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          It stops 
             
            A moment between the leopard and I 
            Feral instinct begins to overcome 
            She needs to eat, therefore I must die 
            As she prepares to pounce, I close my eyes 
            Muscles spring 
            The entire golden body flies through the thick, black air 
            Claws outstretched 
            Teeth glinting 
            As the talons sink into my skin. 
    
    Enemy 
   It will search for me in darkness, 
    Find me yet in light 
    As hiding then my soul shall lie 
    In places yet unright 
  To burst from dark confinement 
    Exploding to the sky 
    Bright young spirit, soul inspired 
    Then quickly I shall fly 
  Emerald eyes gaze for them not 
    As senses detect one 
    I've found my greater nemesis 
    My task is yet undone 
  To face the fear of darkened fears 
    Standing firm, alone 
    Festering still, the moving death 
    Emits a soulful moan 
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        Inevitable that fate 
          Which all must face in time 
          I must wage mortal war against 
        This enemy of mine        
         One day we must accept defeat 
          The bony hands take hold 
          But later laugh it in the face 
          While in a palace of gold 
           
           
           
           
           
          Tonight I write 
   
          Tonight I write 
          Instead of bed 
          With restless thoughts within my head 
          Beg be released upon the page 
          With a fiery, furious rage 
          Sacred sleep doth visit not 
          The genius mind is drown'd in thought 
          For masterpiece doth lay in store 
          Behind a mind's lost hidden door 
          After all the words came right 
          She would turn to flick the light 
          Against inspiration one can fight 
          Only so long, then in the night 
          New doors fling open, new words bite 
          And again she turns on the light 
          Pen in hand 
          Ink to land 
      Upon the thirsty page.        | 
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