My fur brother I do love; a fiesty maniac.
Abrubt abusive attacks by thee alpha.
Xenial we act when you are fed; God have mercy on my soul if I ever forget!
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Written for the sole purpose of this month's competition May Is Blooming by WP_Poetry.
Check out my poetry collection 'This Girl Can' it has all my entries for competitions..
Dedicated to my bipolar kitty who is one of the most precious beings but who can also be a real asshole*.
Enjoy.
Nadea x
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Sunflowers And Mud
Poesía🌻🌻 A sunflower is known to always look towards the light right. Well, sometimes the mud that is surrounding the plant crawls up onto it's stem. And so the sunflower looks down as the darkness devours em'. The light is still shining ever so brigh...
