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Just the dog, my mother, and me
I walked along, hand in hand Strolling towards the trees. I was happy, had no care, Just the dog, my mother, and me. I ran my hands, through the green, Humming - carefree as can be. I was content, and had no fear, Just the dog, my mother, and me. I closed my eyes, to feel the breeze, Smiling so blissfully, I sighed, then, I remember - Just the dog, my mother, and me. I opened my eyes, and the trees were bare Barren ground surrounded me - I screamed, wordless, held on even tighter Just the dog, my mother, and me. The sky then bled, my mother screamed As to why I couldn’t see My dog barked, and I held on to Just the dog, my mother, and me. My mother looked at me, her mouth was open Still screaming silently The dog whimpered, why was it only Just the dog, my mother, and me. She then faded, I ran after Holding my dog helplessly I knew then that image was over, of Just the dog, my mother, and me. When I stopped, she was gone, and so was the dog They were only memories. Nightmares or dreams - the only way it can be Just the dog, my mother, and me.
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