i just like it =]

Jesus watches from the wall,
But his face is cold as stone,
And if he loves me
As she tells me
Why do I feel so alone?

i'm not sure why but i love this poem =]
it's comferting to me in a way
kinda weird huh?? =]

Please copy and paste this to your blog.

I listened to your feelings.
I heard what you had to say.
I thought you wanted me to stay.
You sold me to a stranger and didn't say good-bye.
He left me outside and didn't even play.
He didn't come out to feed me.
I had almost no water.
He came outside to beat me, I do not know why.
He drove me to the woods and left me there to die.
I really miss you, mom.
I didn't want to go.
I hope you remember me as the days go by.
I look down at you and smile happily as I see you and your new family playing with a different pet.
I hope everybody will try to stop animal abuse so they don't end up like me.
STOP ANIMAL ABUSE!!!!




A cute little puppy I am (or was)
Just a bundle of sweet soft fuzz
The world smelled so beautifully
As I was born as number three.
But taken into a cold harsh world,
My darkened future then uncurled.
I strangled in the smell of paint
My nose itchy, my thoughts faint.
The essence of hatred lingered close
As I was stuffed an overdose
Of poison paint that filled me up
As they fed me, cup by cup.
When I was full, no more would fit,
They forced me up, I tried to sit,
But as you know, an oven???s too small
For even me to fit at all.
So there I lay, tired and beat,
As they turned the dial and added more heat
I panted, cried, and clawed the walls
And did all I could so my death was stalled
But I was alone, filled with dread
For many minutes until I finally was dead.
My spirit filled the room and saw
The laughter of three boys so tall.
They opened it up and pulled me away
But in this deathtrap I couldn???t stay.
So up I went, my spirit soared
Into the night sky as rain poured.
I landed in heaven above every cloud
But still I heard their laughter loud.
It rang in my ears, bounced in my mind,
And forever it scarred me from all mankind.
Never again would I rest in peace.
The maniacal laughter would not cease.
And I never would live to see the day
When people like this would go away.