Oh a tale of the sea or a tail of three,
Attached to the back of one running free,
Across the ocean and over the waves,
Flaming tails of winter lighting the way.
She darts and dashes as she can only try,
Steam leaping from the water as she brushes by,
She probably won't make it its so far to go,
The fires are dying and the oceans so slow.
She'll keep on running till the flames go out,
Tails touch the water and soon going out,
Her light is fading and it all will be over soon,
But for now she'll keep running by the light of the moon.
Unknown "Ninja♥Bunny" Lonely
- 16 years, 12 months ago