Starved to the bone,
scared of everything that moved,
truly a pathetic creature.
I saved you,
transforming you into what you should have been,
a happy dog.
I had to flee that Hell,
forced to leave that joyous tail-wagging
creature behind.
I couldn’t bring you with me,
I had to leave you in Satan’s clutches.
Slowly, as an act of twisted revenge,
he deprived you of all that I gave
condemning you to a life previously known,
misery.
I can’t save you this time,
struggling with your emaciated elegance,
I’m sorry.
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