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She fell and cried Running around the forest She tripped and fell Getting her torn dress dirty He's coming, she thought, He made his way towards her He's coming, something seemed to whisper Making her little legs run faster, He grabbed her shoulders Gripping her bare skin She tried to run and kick But those eyes seemed to look deep into her mind, He smiled cruelly I stared back at those brown eyes caught you, he seemed to say But his mouth stayed shut And his eyes seemed to lie as he smirked down at me, I felt my mouth turn upward smiling at the man He laughed at my childish game He had finally caught me in our game of tag

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