The sun peeks over the horizon. Birds awaken, Their chirpy voices fill the air Warm body, fur short and soft, my hand rests gently on her side her shallow

a pain

4 years

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The sun peeks over the horizon.

Birds awaken,
Their chirpy voices fill the air

Warm body,
fur short and soft,
my hand rests gently on her side
her shallow breathing hurts my heart.

Shorter breaths now,
no rhythm,
she lays almost lifeless on my lap.

Tears fill my eyes.

She’s just a dumb animal,
why does it hurt so bad?

One last breath’
long exhale’
her eyes glaze over.

I’m sorry my friend,
I can’t make it better this time.

She’s gone.

New Confession

To be human is to continually change. Your desire to remain as you are is what ultimately limits you.

The Puppet Master

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