A Familiar DyingA Poem by Davidgeo.Watched a pet die in my arms as a boy She pissed on us, in life, on our clothes on our souls Still I never cried like that before Nor since, no, not like that I remember familiar eyes turning vacant in front of my own A body growing cold where once it was warm How hard it was to feel something so strange Become something so familiar She still looked alive, but her eyes They did not move Anymore © 2016 DavidgeoFeatured Review
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