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She was wild

She was hot

And he wanted to tame her

Own her spirit

Make her his one and only

But she wasn’t for taming

Or for calming down

She lives in the fast life

Free and easy with no cares

He could try and tame her if dared

But she swallow him whole and spit him out

Of that in her mind there was never any doubt

For a soul not ready to be tamed

Is a soul that will never be claimed

And a heart that is wild will always be free

At large always with its liberty.

Via: Daily Prompt: Tame