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My Dream
Atop your chilling fur
Sit chalk white scars
To think about this tragedy I cannot defer
The smell of crimson blood
Is overwhelming
The ocean of my eyes begins to flood
Cement covered in crisp leaves
Hard as a blackboard
If only the criminal had the heart to grieve
Behind your eyes of glass
I view your heart
That can only be cured with an amount of love that is mass.
I’m determined to prevent and protect
So no poor heart
Can experience this neglect
I plan to help
To take you away
From this beaten down place you’ve had to stay.
You’re a rose with torn petals
But I’ll be there to help
I’ll find a home where you’ll finally settle.
We do all that we can do
For the many cases like this
These indeed are God’s creatures too
You’ve got so much love and devotion to give
And every life deserves to live
But those who take them
We will never forgive
I wish to help those with dismay
No not only the stray
But also the ones that are locked away
My only dream in life
Is to serve with the SPCA.
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