My heart cried out as she did
And bled out when her teeth sank into her arm
Muffling her screams... This kid
Desperately searching for a key
I picked up my pink and fluffy, bite sized alpaca
And ran back to her side... I can not leave her be
Wrapped in the arms of a friend
Her eyes stared right into mine, almost pleading
I hand her the alpaca... Hoping her sadness will end
"Is this important to you?" "No"
With tremendous rage, she rips off it's tags, it's clothes, and it's chain
My heart sinks as my fluffy friend is torn apart... But these feelings I stow
Because when she asked, distraught
"Is this important to you?"
I immediately thought
Yes... But not nearly as much as you.
Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 6:36 PM UTC
My heart cried out as she did
And bled out when her teeth sank into her arm
Muffling her screams... This kid
Desperately searching for a key
I picked up my pink and fluffy, bite sized alpaca
And ran back to her side... I can not leave her be
Wrapped in the arms of a friend
Her eyes stared right into mine, almost pleading
I hand her the alpaca... Hoping her sadness will end
"Is this important to you?" "No"
With tremendous rage, she rips off it's tags, it's clothes, and it's chain
My heart sinks as my fluffy friend is torn apart... But these feelings I stow
Because when she asked, distraught
"Is this important to you?"
I immediately thought
Yes... But not nearly as much as you.