~~~White Horse~~~
Some say
To always call a white horse grey
But my white horse was white
She canters in my dreams at night
She goes by the name Mistoe
Her silky mane shall always flow
She follows me about in the evening
To anyone I hate the devil she will bring
Her eyes turn the red of blood
I close my eyes and hear a thud
Next thing I know
She made my best friend go
To the darkest place
Never again will I see her face
But I cannot lose my beautiful white horse
For she holds a deal with me of course
If I betray her
The devil's hounds will come and I'll be gone forever
Last night she waited outside my house
She was quiet as a mouse
I saw her from the window and smiled
When I let her in things began to get wild
As I opened the door
She floated up to the second floor
I heard lots of screaming and pain
From the hole in the ceiling of my parent's room
Blood came trickling down like rain.
(I kind of got this idea from Supernatural a bit )
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