A Mustang Poem

[Guest]

I hear your thundering hooves,
Running through my dreams.

You gallop across,
The vast universe,
of a girls imagination.

But you're disappearing,
Into the vast wasteland,
Of the World.

It is coming,
and you can't escape it.

You can't run,
They will chase you down.

You can't hide,
They will find you.

What is this silent killer?
It is your death,
Appearing before you.

It wants you,
To feed its thirst for blood.

You will die soon,
And disappear from my dreams,
From my nightmares,
From my Heart,
But not from my Soul.

I cannot save you,
Death is too strong.

But hold on as long as you can.
I can still hear your heart beat.

-Thump-

-Thump-

-Thump-

Its dying,
It can't survive for much longer.

It is You.

[LoveOnHerArms]

wow! that was awesome! sadly true but good!

[Guest]

Thanks, I thought of it a little while ago. I can't believe they're almost gone. DAMN THE GOVERNMENT!!!! LET THEM GO!!!!! {SCREEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMM!!!!}

[LoveOnHerArms]

yea i know what you mean!! im mean really!!!

[Guest]

They're going to kill over 33,000 horses next year.....

[LoveOnHerArms]

whoa thats...a lot of horses! geez what is the world coming too!? with out horses ppl couldnt get anywhere!! life as we know it wouldnt be life as we know it!!! grrrrrrrrr it makes me really mad!

[Guest]

I know, mustangs are beautiful animals with lively spirits and souls. They're the top breed on my list.

[Guest]

Exactly

[LoveOnHerArms]

yea

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