Last night he was left outside a little too late. When I finally called him inside... he didn't respond. I ended up finding him on the side of the road not far from the house. Rip. He was still dying. I think he was hit by a car, but on second thought he could've been shot by someone or bitten by a snake. The real tragedy here is my own ego, by having to discard my care for him so quickly. By having to go to sleep and live life without giving him much more thought, ever again. Will I let everyone do the same of me? eminem once said "I'll probably never get the props I feel I deserve but I'll never be served, my spot's forever reserved, if I ever leave earth there will be the death of me first, because in my heart of hearts I know nothing could ever be worse."
Either way
He only got a trial at life, but what animal beneath us doesn't.
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