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ALL ALONE
ALL ALONE
The pussycat remembers back to only yesterday
when she used to run and chase her feline friend.
But that’s just a sad memory now as she sits all alone
and remembers what had once been.
Years of fun and enjoyment ended abruptly
after the car mercilessly killed Tigger.
Now pining little Chocolate Drop
has no friend, only pain.
Tuesday 18th October 2011 11:42 am
Pathetic
If i tell you things, will you hurt me?
To be vulnerable at this age is pathetic probably,
If i am honest and true, will you hurt me?
To be fucked up at this age is pathetic probably,
If i change my sinful promiscuous ways for you, will you hurt me?
To be worried by all this at this stage is pathetic probably,
Now you know the other person lurking within me,
Will you...
Tuesday 8th March 2011 3:47 pm
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