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woops

I have words that I want to say
                      and think
                                yell
         write

But words wont listen to me
                 silent
                         quiet
                                         false
They come from me in this void
Where oh w h e r e has my little cat gone?

Toby prolly died a long time ago. His worms made him sick.
He kept the silence at bay. He purred in the silence.

I miss that little shit.
I once rolled him up in my blanket and spun him around.
He couldn't walk straight for a while.

I guess I miss her.

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Written May 6th, 2005

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  • Supertzar
    May 6, 2005
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    Thats so sad. Was it the fat one, or the other one?