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Jan 2015
My dad, butterball, & yoshi.
All found dead on the floor.
They answered the knock at death's door. Traumatized by the image.
It wasn't assault.
It was no one's fault.
It was just like my dead goldfish.
Death is not usually a wish.
Aquatic life is just as precious.
It left a haunting message.
Maybe there is not a better place.
A hollow bottomless pit you can't trace.
Hidden realms with experiences which overwhelm.
© Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved

When things you love die. My dad in 2009. My cat in 2010. My other cat in 2013.
Harmony Sapphire
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Harmony Sapphire  42/F/San Diego, California
(42/F/San Diego, California)   
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