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Saying Good By too Drama
There's a hole in my heart where a dog used to be.
She nuzzled my soul and became a part of me.
Toward the end, pain was her life and I knew what to do.
But when I released her, I lost a bit of me, too.
The puppy I cradled twelve years ago
was a hundred pound bundle of love and I know
that she'd lick away all of my tears if she could.
It's her sense of duty to make me feel good.
It was my obligation to do what was best.
The love of her "master" was put to the test.
It was a wrenching and sorrowful way that we part;
it doesn't hurt less when the head rules the heart.
There's a hole in my heart where my Drama has passed through.
When I said goodbye a part of me went too.
Pure Uncut Drama
02/15/95 - 04/12/07
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