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I was born in a small barn.My Mother loved me.
You seemed to love me too.
You rode me over and over again.
One day a man came to ride me.
He did not know how to ride well.
He whipped me so hard that blood was drawn.
I knocked him off my back.
Then you grabbed me and took me to this very strange place.
Where I took my last breath.
I thought you loved me
Bye
- by Twihard-Twifan |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/29/2009 |
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- Title: How can you Do this?
- Artist: Twihard-Twifan
- Description: A story about a horse that was slaughtered.Pleas don't abuse or slaughter animals.
- Date: 08/29/2009
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