The dead dog and the boy
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youngthesmol
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You dont want to return his shirt,cause your dead dog has been chewing on it at night and you hear cries from the balcony, and it's not your mom or the neighbor's wife this time. You dont want to return his shirt, cause that way you still owe him and that's as good as anything.

The dead dog and the boy

You dont want to return his shirt,cause your dead dog has been chewing on it at night and you hear cries from the balcony, and it's not your mom or the neighbor's wife this time.

You dont want to return his shirt, cause that way you still owe him and that's as good as anything.

Consider the dead dog.

The boy enters a bar and he says "please take my life" so you take him instead.

You take him home and you want to take of his boots but he kicks you and he keeps on kicking you.

The boy throws his life away but he's still left with his hands.

The boy takes it out on your body but he's still left with you.

Think of the dead dog

The boy above your room comes home and the first boot falls to the floor, so you look up, because you thought something would follow, something to tie it all together, some logic perhaps,

something that's not dead and whining on the floor, then the second boot falls, and third, and a fourth, and a fifth.

Chew over the dead dog.

I mean the carcass that is not an animal , I shouldn't have mentioned a dead dog,

I dont think I can take this anymore.

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