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It's Only You And I


you are sitting there alone, 

waiting for someone to see you,

Every single day you just sit there,

hoping that one day you will be loved,

in that kennel you just sit there and rot away,

when someone so could easlily hold onto you, 

comfront you, be your love and you their companion.

you are willing to do anything just for the tough of hope

you realize you might die there

they only give you such a limited amout of time

before they grow tired and use your space for another.

72 hours

thats all that your given

not knowing who to trust, you fight back

wht they dont realize is that you know what happening

they are gonna lay you don on that table and give you that shot

and then thats it for you.

you need someone there to help you

you yourself have no voice

only special people know your pain.

they realize the pain in your eyes

which they dont have the willpower to turn away

days come and go, but everyday we see you

but our feeling for you are forever.

your help is coming soon.

just dont give in. you gotta fight.

as long as you are here,

many will go through hell to make sure your safe

because not only do they kill you,

but they kill a piece of me s well

 

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