my-lady-no-further: ~♚ The Stars have forsaken Us ♛~I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight… I hit the ground … that awful sound … my baby shot me down… he shot
my-lady-no-further: ~♚ The Stars have forsaken Us ♛~I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight… I hit the ground … that awful sound … my baby shot me down… he shot