Bambi

they met when they wore both to young
in a other world maybe they would get along ?
the common ground wore the common room
and little did she knew that the battlefield
would grew to bloom , she wore fragile like a deer
he wore the hunted and did you get what you wanted ?
one arrow , and the Bambi felt down in the meadow
broken and bruised , in the woods
it was like he hunted her down like she wore the little riding hood
but you never win because the story never begin ...