adoptadog
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There's something about an old dog.
It might be in their soul.
Those calming glowing orbs,
So focused on your own.
There's something about an old dog.
It might be in their bark.
That's all life really is - is saying good bye.
To your mom's womb, to saying good bye to preschool, elementary, high school.
To saying good bye to being a child, a teenager, a single life.
In the evening I went out,I stand in the balconyand see a swinging taleMoving repetitivelyI see an innocent face,Those poor eyes Speaking somethingWhile he kept my gazeThat tale didn't stop
