Resting

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A sat there stunned,

I looked down and thought this was a dream,

I grew anger and raged out in disbelieve,

I saw you come through the door,

At first I thought you were sleeping,

I let out a few tears looking at you as I softly pet you,

I couldn't breath my face turned blue,

I threw up as I saw the view,

Is this still a dream? I ask myself,

Come back I fill so dim,

Now Grim has you now, you feel so limb.

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