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the master
The Master
Once I had a dog
I was her god, and that was scary
So much power
I could put her down
Tie her up in a dank basement
I shudder to think about it
Instead, I choose to love her
And when she died
I cried
Once I had a dog
I was her god, and that was scary
So much power
I could put her down
Tie her up in a dank basement
I shudder to think about it
Instead, I choose to love her
And when she died
I cried
Published 27th Nov 2015
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27th Nov 2015 3:57pm
That was cut short suddenly. I wanted to keep reading. But the unexpected and abrupt finish did lend some impact. Quite unique.
