The Deer Hunter;

The hunter,

Once so powerful--

King of the forest;

Goes down,

With the sound of a

bullet.

Killed by his own

weapon.

One shot.

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Added on July 10, 2012
Last Updated on July 10, 2012

i write my story, all i know of it.. and i throw the pages to the wind. maybe the birds can read it. more..

Antique Lament

Desperation

Dear Soulmate