Pet Cemetery

A Poem

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Once, instead of apologizing
he told me his dog had died
how he had come home from work
to find her body in the hall
among the mess she had made
on the carpet as her last breath went out
how he had to carry her body to the backyard
and dig a grave
so I let out my anger out like a final breath
never being able to turn away
from a sad story