Post by Henley on Feb 4, 2012 16:36:44 GMT -5
The night is strong,
The way we move,
Everything flies,
With a white and bay blur,
We sneak away from the herd,
My muscles twist and knot,
Your shorter height makes mine look giant,
As your breath runs out!
The way we move,
Everything flies,
With a white and bay blur,
We sneak away from the herd,
My muscles twist and knot,
Your shorter height makes mine look giant,
As your breath runs out!
