Lion King III: the Pridelands Reborn
But when i saw this stray rogue my sister just picked up in the middle of the desert sleeping next to her, my mind went into overdrive.
Not alone
You weren't forever lost yet you just strayed off of the path it took a brave person to reach into the darkness and take your hand you are not alone together, you shall conquer the darkness make your way into the light again.
A new age poem
Stand out you stray. follow the pack that will not take and be told. for we are gods of this day. rise and challenge. question all for answers we seek. your words do not make us. all they do is change us. for what we will do is what make us.
A composure of thoughts
I shall no longer be looked upon as a waif, a stray.
Poem: Mateship
I tried to stay away, from all inner feelings i tried to stray, but in the end, looking back, i'm glad that our mateship is a fact.
The pink ribbon
Leaning down, i brush a stray lock of hair from her face and kiss her softly on her forehead, quietly whispering to her "i love you, baby." with a warm heart and a loving smile, i leave my sleeping angel in the quiet room.
through the jungle (poem)
We are found.. trapt.. like animals we run trough the jungle, away from the fire, and hail of bullets, we have strayed to far from home. away from from the bloodshed, we lie crying in a ball.
The New Wolf Chapter 15
Kamile said he was a stray before." elliot peeked over my shoulder, "stray?" "werewolves that are not a part of a pack." gene answered, "i was a stray not too long ago either, so i understand his reaction."
OJB: Dirty Suburbia
Streets of snow, strays with nowhere to go; counting fleas in their hair warmed by high-altitude attitudes bemoaning why life's unfair, but they, the fools, are moral prudes.
Unspoken
You keep me on a ledge where i can only fall i could walk along it but never from it can i stray.
blood cycle
Now i stray down the way. the wind stings my face and show's a way. a smell of pure delight. i find my self in a flower plain of sweet sight. a sound of pain distrubs my rest.
Obsession
Some of them stray to a roll in the hay. i can't help but think this is far from gay. i thought of you again today. guilt-ridden with those other thoughts, but you say it's okay. i wouldn't be here, if i were gay.