Saturday, September 3, 2022

226/365 - Choleric

 


I'm sorry
for the borks I made
I know you wish
I wouldn't
But for too long
I've reacted this way
I tried to change
but couldn't
There is something
deep inside
that says I must
protect you
And when you see
another dog
I bark and growl
so they won't
get you

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