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It's the sound of my brother, twisting the key in the lock like a knife in a wound

And me gritting my teeth, on a muzzle, on my tongue.

It's everything we need, all that we must, we should

What needed done was done, but he did it all wrong.

How dare he say he is sorry

But

What could he ever say to me?

The saddest thing is I know I'll always be somebody's dog, because I don't know how to do anything else but bark and bark and lick my wounds. I chase after cars and I look for a master and if you let me out of the cage I'll go mad with the noise and I'll chase my own tail and what if you're the cage and what if you're the leash -what then?

Then you send me away by the side of the road but I'm still not roadkill cause I'm still not that small I guess you're not that lucky so I do it again to the next moron that feeds me.

How lonely must you be to feed a rabid bitch, and then you dare to be surprised like my eyeballs aren't bloodshot red,

I bite.

There are spiderweb cracks running through my skull

And if you jammed your fingers in

You could pull and tear at the hull

Dig with your nails and break the skin;

But you just let sleeping dogs lie

You’re scared of that grey rotting meat

But me I want to bark and cry

I’m tired of lying at your feet

So I will bash my head against the cold hard tile

And I’ll bite off your hand before you even shout

And maybe I will die but I’ll go down in style

Chew until one of us can spit the other out.