I walked along this empty space
I walked away from you
I walked across in loneliness
I called out for you
I rode upon red horses
They brought me back to you
You can’t runaway
Can’t hideaway
Can’t make me stop
I’ll make you pay
I tried so long to make you see
You had owned everything I did
You had it all for free
But you decided to conquer more
Conquer all, if it was possible
You left me here
Among this yellow hill
Full of angst
Full of questions
Walking between the rocks
I found I share their indiscretion
I ask you why you left me there to die
To walk along that emptiness
Following your every single trace
I walked to you at first
But soon I ran the other way
Back to where I knew everything I knew
I need revenge
To feel avenged
I’ll ride upon red horses
They’ll bring me back to you
So ran if you can
And save yourself some pain
Because red horses will bring me back
To take with me all that which is of my belong
But you won’t runaway, will you?
Won’t hideaway
You won’t make me stop
Till I make you pay
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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