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I was rouge
Killing was my game
They had to stop me
So they sent him
I used to think no one knew me
That I was just a bow and arrow
Just and agent
Until one day I got a mission to change my life
He chased me
He hunted me
But when it came time
He had different ideas
I couldn't do it
It wasn't right
Killing her seemed wrong
Because I knew she was good somehow
He saved me
He didn't do it
He didn't follow orders
Because of me
I used to think life was about missions
Missions and more missions
I used to be just a bow and arrow
I used to be just an agent
I used to think love was for children
I used to be alone in this world with a mission
To bare alone
I used to think the world revolved around repaying debts
Now I think differently
Because of her
Because of him
Now I think differently
Killing was my game
They had to stop me
So they sent him
I used to think no one knew me
That I was just a bow and arrow
Just and agent
Until one day I got a mission to change my life
He chased me
He hunted me
But when it came time
He had different ideas
I couldn't do it
It wasn't right
Killing her seemed wrong
Because I knew she was good somehow
He saved me
He didn't do it
He didn't follow orders
Because of me
I used to think life was about missions
Missions and more missions
I used to be just a bow and arrow
I used to be just an agent
I used to think love was for children
I used to be alone in this world with a mission
To bare alone
I used to think the world revolved around repaying debts
Now I think differently
Because of her
Because of him
Now I think differently
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Natasha It's Cold Outside
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Clint was surprised when he opened the door...he actually had his bow raised and ready to attack. Aft
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"Tasha."
Natasha closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. He was here. Finally.
She had been waiting for him.
His voice was deeper than she'd remembered, but it definitely had that same husky ring to it, and the words rolled off his tongue smoothly, as usual.
"Clint," she whispered, her voice steady. She had been preparing herself for this for over a year - of course she had. She knew that one day, they would meet again.
It was inevitable.
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"I don't understand."
Natasha's lips parted, hands strained against the cold metal desk. Her eyes were frantic - uncharacteristic of Natasha. No, she was supposed to be cool, collected. Her emotions were supposed to be in check, she was an assassin. Never frantic, or surprised, emergencies were an exception, though.
This was an emergency.
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This is what i call Improv poetry, i have no idea if most of this is ture or not but i kina used some reffrences from the new Marvel movie of the Avengers (THAT MOVIE WAS EPIC!!!) such as when Black Widow intoragets/ gets intarogated by Loki: "Love is for children I just need to pay back a debpt." and when she also tells the story of when Hawkeye didnt kill her. and when Black Widow and Hawkeye were alone after he had been hit on the head really hard 
when u can oviously tell that they care about each other <3 i dont own Hawkeye/Clint or Natasha/Black Widow they would be owned by Marvel, the best company evah! (along with Hasbro!!!) so on so forth just a random poem i did for the Avengers and such. I also drew a pic for it of them hugging but i cant scan it right now to summit it 
GO CLINT AND NATASHA!!! (c) MARVEL!!!
when u can oviously tell that they care about each other <3 i dont own Hawkeye/Clint or Natasha/Black Widow they would be owned by Marvel, the best company evah! (along with Hasbro!!!) so on so forth just a random poem i did for the Avengers and such. I also drew a pic for it of them hugging but i cant scan it right now to summit it GO CLINT AND NATASHA!!! (c) MARVEL!!!
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