My time is almost over and my heart beats against my chest in panic; i wonder how the man i love can be so cruel as i stare at him, pleading, desperately and silently begging for mercy. "Good boy." He whispers calmly as the vet plunges the syringe.
My time is almost over and my heart beats against my chest in panic; i wonder how the man i love can be so cruel as i stare at him, pleading, desperately and silently begging for mercy. "Good boy." He whispers calmly as the vet plunges the syringe.