Post by shadowspazzz on Sept 18, 2011 3:05:47 GMT -5
Baby are you down? I'll lift you up.
She had heard that too much, all too often. By too many stallions who just wanted her, not HER. Why? Why are there no good horses left? She had fled to this land, hoping to find answers. She found beauty, flowers, rivers, but no other horses. She closed her eyes and imagined mares prancing around, foals galloping and playing, stallions talking, tossing their proud heads. And yet there was nothing. No one to alleviate her loneliness. She opened her maw and screamed, shattering the silence. Soft grass tickled her pure white lower legs. The smell of wildflowers wafted along with a gentle, soothing breeze. Shall she be alone forever? Alone in paradise?
She had heard that too much, all too often. By too many stallions who just wanted her, not HER. Why? Why are there no good horses left? She had fled to this land, hoping to find answers. She found beauty, flowers, rivers, but no other horses. She closed her eyes and imagined mares prancing around, foals galloping and playing, stallions talking, tossing their proud heads. And yet there was nothing. No one to alleviate her loneliness. She opened her maw and screamed, shattering the silence. Soft grass tickled her pure white lower legs. The smell of wildflowers wafted along with a gentle, soothing breeze. Shall she be alone forever? Alone in paradise?