Centaur's are a myth, that's plain and true
Half man half horse and very strong too
A race all their own, And proud as can be
And in a way, they are so much like you and me
They fought so hard to keep their kind alive
With the power behind each and every stride
Yet that wasn't enough, their still gone today
To never be seen again in the light of day

Written by Volcana and © 1998


 


   


 Would you like to take a look at all who signed
My old Guestbook? Please Go To "Old Guestbook"


 

 

 



 



 



   



 




 



 



 



 



[ Sets by The Dream Mistress [ Home | Dream Mistress Pic | Top || Email Me ]

 

 


 Now Playing... November Rain