He was a predator and found her before she had begun to live / and during the dark of the night, he stole from her while pretending to be giving all of himself // what he did not see was that during those moments she felt nothing and understood it all // she was there to be eaten / and when the end of the day that belonged to both of them came // he left her and took all held // and which she adored and were most precious to her and all that he remembered thereafter, was her image on the rearview mirror as she ran after the three of them // and he sped away and he caught the eyes of the two children unblinkingly stare at his through the rear view mirror
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