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Apr 2020
Lost puppy I am.
To wander aimlessly,
To have no plan.
I cared famously,
Yearned for your hand.
Now a kicked dog I am
Tail tucked, I become
Horse bucked, I am one
******* and ******, just for fun.
Now I'm left
To die alone
Depressed, obsessed
Hoping someone will give this lost dog a bone.
Written by
Robbie Lamb
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