Maybe all men are hunters,
but if you think all women are preys,
If you think you can take me or granted,
and yet, i'll be here to stay,
Maybe i'm into deep,
maybe i'm thinking of you.
But i'm not losing sleep,
over day dreams of you.
If you think i'll change my life,
for you're my only chance to survive,
If you think you can share,
all you dreams with me and then quit.
If you think you can care,
today, and tomorrow it's me you forget.
And if you think i'm in love,
and you got me under your thumb.
If you think i can't get enough,
if you ever thought i may be this dump.
Don't think you're smart this way,
when you get me hanging by a thread.
The day i enter your world is the day,
i prevail, for i'll never get out of your head.
Try thinking that maybe all men are hunters,
just because us the women wanted them to be.
They think we fall down in enouromous numbers,
and they keep us hanging on a wall just a memory.
We fall down for men to left us up,
we remain as memories for you but we forget.
Don't think you can love and stop,
my tear can make you cry but my smile will make you regret.
If you think that this poem is about you,
if you think i can't live without you.
Please, Think again.
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