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Monday, 30 March 2009
05:47:32 PM (GMT)
Eyes Shut
Fur Bold
Beats Stopped

memories are in the cold.

He lays there, lifeless being surrounded
by white sheets
and a tear reduced

Sometimes he was the big lion,
scaring me as a child in the new world.
Other times, he was a
nimble cat, sitting on the 
laps of family and friends.

Those times have departed
along with his soul
consumed by a tumor
and medication.

At times, I wish these things never 
happen, and grew another way.
For reasons the mind can't fathom
I couldn't have let him go
when lives are crushed
memories shimmer in their place.

‹AudioWhore› says:   30 March 2009   889982  
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‹Nicolle;;Til we see the sunlight› says :   30 March 2009   242154  


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