Inside of me is a need.For the touch of your flesh,
I find the substance from
which I feed.
Sustenance gathered from
pools of lust.
I'm a slave to something
I never needed before.
What can I do?
I can no longer lie in wait.
With my eyes always open,
they turn slowly to dust.
Give me something to do,
other than pine over you.
Today, my dog ran away. Helplessly I left my house with a leach in one hand, my cell phone in the other. It was dark. I followed him for twenty minutes along the road and another fifteen through the forest. As I was just about to give up, and bad thoughts crept through my mind, he ran towards me. He came close enough to allow me to grab him. I felt like crying, but I didn't because I am a warrior. THE END... and that was my day.
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