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Dogs greet, everytime, they meet, they meet, everytime, like the first time, pushing their, wet nose against you, to play, everytime an urge to, rush and stay.. while sleeping, when aproached, their tail, would still keep dancing, while digging their, sniffs onto their toys, they come to you, all jumpy and pouncing, with eyes seeking, approvals... They keep you protected, in a manner like, no one else, they check if you are okay, and follow you, to a cave or, a shabby mess.. They make requests, which even though, hit rejects, doesn't end up, reflecting stature, rubbing themselves, all over you, they sit alongside, as if they are, always ready for the ride, whenever... If it's late, They wait, If it's hate, They relate, If it's tears, They seek to distract.. Trust me, At some point they do, Have the power to read your mind.. They come to check, On you at night, They always acknowledge, That you are right, Your daughter just adores it's presence, Even though more ofte

Dawn

As he lit the match..
She stood right next to him..
Watching him smoke.
All that fire giving up..
While she began to choke.
The look wasn’t to quit..
Lifted her up finding somewhere to sit.
Fainted while her fingers trembled..
Gripping him tighter as he stumbled.
The only way she would live..
Was something beyond him to give.
Laying her on the bed..
Sat thinking through the misread.
Signs that granted..
Signs that wanted..
Talking barely..
Listening rarely..
All she ever did speak..
Made him weak.
Rushing outside..
Fumbled into his pocket..
Lit the match..
As his eyes met a close watch..
The smoke had gone..
In the blink of an eye..
A drop became heavy right at the brink..
He could see the dawn sink.
As it was nothing but her..
He couldn’t stop to think.

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