The day started fine.
As morning turned to noon.
I noticed a white trash bag
near the garbage.
Running to see whats in there.
As I grab it, I open it slowly.
I start to cry.
That thing that was in there was my cat.
While I cry, I think to myself,
A heart is a heart.
There's nothing you could do.
Its a living thing inside you.
When someone rips it out
of your chests and breaks it,
All you get is a heart agian.
No matter how hard you try to break it and
make it into something else. Its still going to
be heart.
MY HEART CAT!
