Katie

Can you blame me, from your runaway horse, the way you screamed, look at me, I whisper, you've run this way before, I give the reins a twist, what do you bet my Queen, no sorrow or remorse, you know I'll break free, you are not my sister, I’m not your whore, of a thousand wishes, I spend time in dreams, sometimes inside doors, hustle in car lane streams, like a hard worn duster, lifted from the floor, did you seriously think, I would take any more ?