The black cat stares at me intently
As if it feels it's letting me down gently
Watching my every move attentively
The echos of past curse my god ridden soul
Screams and taunts fill my body like an uncureable toxin
Please give that antitoxin
She begs for someone to help let that critter in
All for something that could have been
Dec 5, 2025
Dec 5, 2025 at 12:41 AM UTC
The black cat stares at me intently
As if it feels it's letting me down gently
Watching my every move attentively
The echos of past curse my god ridden soul
Screams and taunts fill my body like an uncureable toxin
Please give that antitoxin
She begs for someone to help let that critter in
All for something that could have been
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