
Love me, I cried,
On this Christmas day
Never wanting to be alone
Eating anything off strangers
Like rotting meat, lucky then a bone,
Yet my frailty gave in...in memories.
On this Christmas day
Never wanting to be alone
Eating anything off strangers
Like rotting meat, lucky then a bone,
Yet my frailty gave in...in memories.
2 comments:
cute little puppy, sad little poem..
^^ yeah..
saddening
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