by The Fallen Soldier » Wed Jan 30, 2013 9:43 am
Abby
"If you want to keep him here you can. I have three free stalls and paddocks." I say, offering to let the stallion stay here with my two mares and gelding. I smile, petting my mares neck and shoulder as I shift around a bit in the saddle, It was ages since I last rode.
Theres a place so dark you can't see the end
Skies cock back and shock that which can't defend
The rain then sends dripping, acidic questions, forcefully
The power of suggestion, then with the eyes shut
Looking through the rust and rot and dust
A small spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
And the eyes ease open and it's dark againIn the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up
Linkin Park - Forgotten