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Month: March 2019
stray dogs
DREAMS, life, love, old, poem, poems, poetry, youth

im just a stray dog barking to the passing traffic & pedestrians/
letting the world know im still here/
hoping they notice me and my broken body/
hoping they give me a proper burial/
treat me with kindness one last time before i go/
then let the ground claim what is his/
my body/
but i know thats just a wild dream for a stray dog like me/
im content with dying on this corner/
i will not get my burial/
but it makes sense/
what stray dog gets a tombstone/

