no doctor in the world could find her ill at ease
no sedative would calm, her desperate pleas
all eyes would fall upon her stare & stumble on her
waiting, for a vulnerable move
what’s the use nothing to lose
no stalker could refuse
easy target for the arrow
chill the bone down to the marrow
she was perfect prey, come what may
she was perfect prey
in the mornin’ had no reason to wake up for
killin’ season didn’t start ’til daylight turned to dark
swallowed her pride, on the inside she’d hide
from herself, no one heard her cryin’
what’s the use nothing to lose
no stalker could refuse
easy target for the arrow
chill the bone down to the marrow
she was perfect prey, come what may
she was perfect prey
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Lisa Thayer
Music by Brian BecVar
Photo by Sandra Carlson
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I love this Lisa. You keep it on the edge. A powerful dose of Thayer Mania. I love it.
Just trying to keep up with you Stevie! 🙂
Lisa,
You are so deep and beautiful. Thank you for sharing “Perfect Prey.” And I love the picture. It’s just as poetic.
It takes one to know one…thank you so much Levy. – Lisa
Prey this is perfect!!
Awwww!! Sweet! 🙂
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Whew–this piece is absolutely marvelous.