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Last Breath
The grass laid silent
on the wintered day
it was shaped
by Tim
Panting and confused
Tim laid
hypnotized
He watched me
eyes dripping as
he placed a paw
on my lap
He gave out a bark
then slowly dug his head
in my lap
Water dripped
on his face
but it wasn't raining
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When I was younger, I had a dog named Tim. I always shared a special bond with Tim but it was sadly broken when he disappeared.
All I remembered was waking up to Tim gone and I was devasted. I still don't know what happend to him up to this day but I will never forget Tim.