Dropped
Soggy, shaking
Into the dirty street
It stands
Shakes
Runs off
Pride drying quicker
Than fur
Shoved
Sobbing, aching
Out to the edge of the playground
I stand
Brush off gravel and tears
Hold my head up
And notice
A small, stray cat
Running down the dirty street
It prances over
And I see
Myself reflected
in its eyes
Soggy, shaking
Into the dirty street
It stands
Shakes
Runs off
Pride drying quicker
Than fur
Shoved
Sobbing, aching
Out to the edge of the playground
I stand
Brush off gravel and tears
Hold my head up
And notice
A small, stray cat
Running down the dirty street
It prances over
And I see
Myself reflected
in its eyes
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