They call me Sinned
And I use to be one badass wolf
But then a friend died one day
And I have never been the same
My pride died along with that dog
The pain hurt so much, I could not get rid of it
So I cut myself
Pain of blood, gets your mind off of the pain of a heart
The cuts are getting notice able
And I'm always sleepy
Always falling over stuff while walking
My face is really pale
Between the Amp overdose, and blood lost
I'll have nothing to worry about
They say no pain
No game
Well i want my game to over
And I want to see her
My Alis
My friend
My sister
My pride
My dog
My memories
All gone with the death of one dog
What is there to look foward to when al you can see is death
Soon to be Lab
Then My Border Collie
Then soon my god of a Bullmastiff mix
then my terrier
All of them are my life
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Just Poems.. Nothing more.. Quote them if ya may. Idc.
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