Song 21

no plans,
no rules,
no maker,
just a wild horse.

no pain
that makes
him sway;
he’s just a wild horse.

and you’re his love,
forever.
you can’t settle down
with another.

because…

not one,
not done,
your gun
on a wild horse.

you bang,
you try,
you cry,
by just a wild horse.

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