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Mustang Nightmares

The mustang roars to life
She feels the dread as she looks across the parking lot
He’s standing there, her world
The one person that she loves more than life
But then the mustang roars again
Reminding her, she’s got to leave

He can’t be what she needs
She can’t stay with him

As she climbs in,
He appears as if a doppelganger
Has graced her life

She bows her head for a moment sending a prayer
Then they take off, leaving him behind
The real reason for her existence

She throws her head back
Letting the power of the mustang
Take her away from all that she’s known

He smirks with an evil glare at her
Knowing that he’s won with his black mustang
Riding off into the sunset
With his hostage

Author:

"My personality is basically a mix between a needy 5 year old, a rebellious teenager making bad life choices and a 80 year old woman whose tired and needs a nap." - Luna @bpdNymph I love so hard because I know how it feels to be loved so little Labels : : Gamer, Yarn Artist, DM, Hopeful Romantic

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