Thursday, June 3

He had a dog, wich name was "Porkchop"



Flying through the sky,
looking how bad the things go, down there...
People are hurting themselves and then praying for a new car.

Are you angry with the dog's mess?

The kid was crying alone at kitchen.
The kid's toy is now broke.
No one cares about.

Pain, hope, weep and pee.

The pet was buried on the garden
and the grass starts to erase all the memories,
forever and ever.

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