As you lay in the cold, curled up into a ragged ball of dirty fur, no longer purring nor playing.
Life slowly escapes your fluffy coat.
As you close your weary eyes, for the last time..
I lay cozily under my warm blankets smothered in tears, night after night, aching in agony,  breaking in hurt, sobbing helplessly, weeping endlessly.

My messi little fur ball.. sleep tight my cuddly bubble, for the pain of Death is much sweeter than the pain of loss!


© chaos-xd 2017


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