Post by Vantha {in college} on Jun 29, 2009 13:26:22 GMT -8
And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies[/i]
You know, everyone pictures arabians and their crosses to be beautiful, elegant and full of piss and vinegar but sometimes, sometimes things happen to ruin that so you don't feel like prancing around....I'm one of those stories.[/color]
Long slender pillars plodded along, flints placed delicately. Beautiful silvery white pelt stretched over the frame of the delicate looking morab. Ivory forelock was tossed out of deep cocoa colored opticals with a quick toss of the chiseled dial.
I was the epitome of the morab breed. If I wanted I could have outshown any mare but I saw no point. I wanted no company. They all hated me. Mares hated me because I was prettier than them, stallions wanted to use me as foal factories. I just wanted to be loved. I wanted to belong. It wasn't such a radical wish was it?
You see, when I was younger I met with a young light stallion who was sweet as could and pledged he would never leave me and would never have another mare. I went to his herd and he left me shortly after. Lights are suppossed to be the good guys but he betrayed me. What could I have done?
Limbs strayed to a halt as facade was lifted. Nares flared taking in the scents of the mare and stallion that where already here. Weight was shifted uncomfortably.
I hardly knew anything about the stallion I had come to live with, save that he was an appaloosa named Arsenic and he was a dark. I figured if a light had betrayed me perhaps a dark wouldn't. Most where brutally honest and I didn't mind that, but I didn't like deceptiveness.
That was my problem with the light. He lied to me and broke my trust. How could I believe anything else he said after wards? Tell me you want to use me as a foal factory, tell me you're going to have a herd of hundreds but please don't lie. Never lie.
A soft sigh escaped velvet soft maw as the soulful gaze fell to the ground. One stilt pawed at the ground slightly, digging a small little hole.
I wouldn't be wanted here really. The mare and stallion probably wanted to be left alone. I would be the third wheel and the mare would see me as competition for her stallion's affections.
Banner flicked over hocks, scent released. Thankfully it was autumn and close to winter. I couldn't be expected to bear young at this time, it would be too risky both of us could die. Why my thoughts where on foals I wouldn't know. I would never find a stallion to settle down with.
Try to prove me wrong. It'll only end in the same way as my first stallion. You'll lie and I'll leave, my faith broken once again, perhaps I'll never be able to trust another[/size]
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know your alive
And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
But I'm nothing but a shell anymore....
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies[/i]
You know, everyone pictures arabians and their crosses to be beautiful, elegant and full of piss and vinegar but sometimes, sometimes things happen to ruin that so you don't feel like prancing around....I'm one of those stories.[/color]
Long slender pillars plodded along, flints placed delicately. Beautiful silvery white pelt stretched over the frame of the delicate looking morab. Ivory forelock was tossed out of deep cocoa colored opticals with a quick toss of the chiseled dial.
I was the epitome of the morab breed. If I wanted I could have outshown any mare but I saw no point. I wanted no company. They all hated me. Mares hated me because I was prettier than them, stallions wanted to use me as foal factories. I just wanted to be loved. I wanted to belong. It wasn't such a radical wish was it?
You see, when I was younger I met with a young light stallion who was sweet as could and pledged he would never leave me and would never have another mare. I went to his herd and he left me shortly after. Lights are suppossed to be the good guys but he betrayed me. What could I have done?
Limbs strayed to a halt as facade was lifted. Nares flared taking in the scents of the mare and stallion that where already here. Weight was shifted uncomfortably.
I hardly knew anything about the stallion I had come to live with, save that he was an appaloosa named Arsenic and he was a dark. I figured if a light had betrayed me perhaps a dark wouldn't. Most where brutally honest and I didn't mind that, but I didn't like deceptiveness.
That was my problem with the light. He lied to me and broke my trust. How could I believe anything else he said after wards? Tell me you want to use me as a foal factory, tell me you're going to have a herd of hundreds but please don't lie. Never lie.
A soft sigh escaped velvet soft maw as the soulful gaze fell to the ground. One stilt pawed at the ground slightly, digging a small little hole.
I wouldn't be wanted here really. The mare and stallion probably wanted to be left alone. I would be the third wheel and the mare would see me as competition for her stallion's affections.
Banner flicked over hocks, scent released. Thankfully it was autumn and close to winter. I couldn't be expected to bear young at this time, it would be too risky both of us could die. Why my thoughts where on foals I wouldn't know. I would never find a stallion to settle down with.
Try to prove me wrong. It'll only end in the same way as my first stallion. You'll lie and I'll leave, my faith broken once again, perhaps I'll never be able to trust another[/size]
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know your alive
And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
But I'm nothing but a shell anymore....