I'm starting to think that I have nine lives,
I hope my friend is okay down on earth,
Only if she know that I had nine lives!
But maybe she wouldn't want to stay on earth.I have to get back to her and tell her!
If I do would she cry?
I can't wait to see her!
But if I say my goodbyes I will cry.Who says it has to be goodbye?
I still have three left!
If I tell her will she say goodbye?
Last time I say her I left.I think it will be okay!
I just have to find away to get back to her arms.
I don't know why I'm feeling okay.
I don't really wanna leave here but I miss her arms.I'm on my way to her and it feels like she's so close!
Wait, how long has it been?
I'm feeling safe so I know I'm close!
I want to ask her how's she's been!But she looks at me and says...

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Nine Lives?
Poetry"Nine Lives?" Is about this cat but just like everything in life there is a meaning and a bigger picture behind the cat. Update: 6/14/19: I may add more but not sure yet