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What hurts the most...~~~~~~~~~~~~
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok
But that’s not what gets me
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do
It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I’m doin’ It
It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
Not seeing that loving you
That’s what I was trying to do.......
We always look back on the livly days of our lives on the ranch,together having a great time feeling the life of being wild yet tamed.The wide open pasture with lush grasss we galloped in,our hooves pounding their history into the earth.Know things have changed since our owners became very old and couldent care for us anymore,we were shipepd across sea's to another ranch but what we dident know was it wasent a normal one.Its hiden in the woods,away from towns or human populated area's.....the horses are beaten,neglected,and starved.The pasture were kept in have dead grass with dead tree's,were not even alowed to go anywhere without chains around our necks holding us in place like regular ropes,only these werent able to break.How will we live the rest of our days of life?Will you survive the new home we got?
Rules
Can be any horse ^^.
Dont be rude.
Follow site rules.
Can be detailed in birthing and mating just not overly.
The chains cant break so easily.
Only a few post without me please.
Try and keep replies to atleast a few sentances not just one.
I control weather,day etc
Try and keep gender's even.
Can use the form i made or a diffrent one ^^
Have fun!
We will get free or go to another ranch at page 15 or 10! :cheers:Form:cheers:
Full Name:
Age:
Gender:
Breed:
Coat Color:
Hoof color:
Mane/Tail Color:
Eye Color:
Personality:
Markings:
Scars:
Extra:
Picture:
Heres mine ^^
My name Is Intoxication,im known as Toxic.I have lived for Six years and im still ont he move.My coat is a mix of black and white like an old picture while my eyes are the color of a forest green.I roam the lands strong and powerful without a care in the world.I have many scars along my back from the humans trying their best to keep me under control. 
I'm Like a Durg You cant stop wanting.... 
Sun May 10, 2009 10:35 am
