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Walking down a mournful street In a heartbroken neighborhood Wasted cement The birds whispered nervously The sun shined because It has to At the base of a sagging wood fence I saw the paws of a pitbull Digging frantically Blood seeping into the mud She paused to poke her snout Through to the other side I stopped and thought You poor beast The people and the wind Are just as cruel On this side But I felt real foolish when That dog broke free Ripped a child from a mothers arms Devoured it In a bed of flowers Then crawled back under its fence While the sun kept shining Because It has to
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Nov 28, 2015
Nov 28, 2015 at 12:32 PM UTC
A Stroll Through the Old Neighborhood
Walking down a mournful street In a heartbroken neighborhood Wasted cement The birds whispered nervously The sun shined because It has to At the base of a sagging wood fence I saw the paws of a pitbull Digging frantically Blood seeping into the mud She paused to poke her snout Through to the other side I stopped and thought You poor beast The people and the wind Are just as cruel On this side But I felt real foolish when That dog broke free Ripped a child from a mothers arms Devoured it In a bed of flowers Then crawled back under its fence While the sun kept shining Because It has to
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ray-suarez
Nov 28, 2015
Nov 28, 2015 at 12:32 PM UTC
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