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What's the point?
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LITTLE THINGS
Dogs on leashes
Who can't control
What they feel..
Shrieking streets,
soaked in blood!
Dogs on leashes
Who can't control
What they feel..
Shrieking streets,
soaked in blood!
Leashes on dogs, Dragged
Leashes on dogs,
Dragged along
Despite what they feel,
Unwilling accomplices,
just wanted to lay still.
Sorry for the subject
I'm just really stressed
Projecting onto my pet,
However, I am aware
Of my own faults in the matter
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitues
Sorry, myself - No judgement intended
Only meaning to say that, sometimes, it helps to look at life's hardships from several angles to understand all that is at play, and thereafter the most healthy solutions. And I know you are fond of responding to poetry with poetry, so I thought it might be a receptive way of saying that.
Rather than thinking in terms of "faults" and absorbing punches from yourself, as well, think of how celestrial and terrestrial bodies interact. One feeds another feeds another. Gravity pulls us in. Figure out where the chain breaks, if you are looking to change the outcome.