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My cat
I have a cat
His name is Patches
Everyday when I play with him
I get all sorts of scratches
Oh but it doesn’t hurt
And I love him anyway
Even if it does seem bad
The scratches will go away
But then they come back
But it is alright
Though he did scratch me
Just last night
But I love my cat
Even with such scratches
Such an endearing cat
My dear cat Patches
Just yesterday
He scratched me again
Right along my wrist
And then again
As I bled near other scars
I still loved my cat
Even as I wrapped up my wrist
Did you guess I didn’t have a cat?
You were right all along
I had lied about the cat
About how I got the scars
I didn’t have a cat
But as I lay
Dying on the bathroom mat
Don’t you wish
I had a cat
- by Deaths Calling Card |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/15/2011 |
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- Title: My Cat...
- Artist: Deaths Calling Card
- Description: It is just a piece I had been contemplatin on after reading a story about a boy who cut himself but explained his bandages and cuts and scars with his cat. It is a little morbid, but whatever.
- Date: 05/15/2011
- Tags: morbid depressing harm dark abuse
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Deaths Calling Card - 06/13/2011
- Maybe. It is mainly just supposed to be the lies being told by the narrator. He does not really have a cat, but he says he does so people do not ask about the cuts on his wrists (he is a cutter).
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- I a u r e n - 06/12/2011
- its good with rymes but i just dont like you keep talking about the scratches. like put some settings and people but you and that cat. It would make it better
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