Unsweetened ChocolatePretend to care about my own existence a bit more.
The light is drifting now,
across the soppy snow.
And crisp and yellow I hope it cuts through the cold.
I hope it cuts away the snow.
I'm scared.
Of life.
Healing.
Existing.
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Putain de MerdeI say: I am going to kick your punk puppy ass. His reply is full of eyes and tilted heads.Putain de Merde
His ears flop when he shakes his head. I say: Bowser, no. He says:Yes! Beth, catch me you lame gimp. He says: Play with me.
And: I've got lots of baby teeth.
His paws look like snowshoes.
And his teeth are tiny with great expanses of gums,
and I imagine they will fall out soon.
He says: I want to sleep by you. And: Where are you going. And: I don't want you to leave.
His tail clicks back and forth, questions, and his ears turn inside out all the
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Just like that. Sing for me.
Your '
Rawr.
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Just like that. Sing for me.
Is life well, Miss?
But such it is, no?
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Just like that. Sing for me.
The state of your life is nothing more than a reflection of your state of mind.
Such it is, no?
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