The black cat sat on a windowsill,
The black cat waited for its next meal,
The black cat is always there,
The black cat can see your soul,
That you gave it when you went for a stroll,
The black cat looks at you with hungry eyes,
Don't look at the black cat,
You better run for heaven run for the skies.
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The Black Cat
PoetryI wrote this my sophomore year in high school and I love it to this day.
