Pacing Imagine your daughter, son or sister, ch..

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Pacing Imagine your daughter, son or sister, chained, starving, scared. The familiar sounds of clinking metal, the constant smell of fear. Pacing. Pacing. Pacing. Imagine the lingering stench of burning flesh, The cigarette burns no more, In your nostrils, the smells may die but the pain goes on and on. Pacing. Pacing. Pacing. You look for affection, you find the boot, today will be different. Today will be different. Imagine. Imagine your chosen. Imagine their pain. Their face. Their legs. Their ears. Their fur. Their tail. Oh it's ok it's only a dog...

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I don't want to imagine that!!ðð

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@LeahLovesEC haha that's kinda the point I'm jus saying animals feel pain like humans

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Yeah, I have a dog, so I will think about that!!

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@LeahLovesEC the message isn't for you then becoz you care about animals already I like your stuff btw some its very interesting to ponder on very profound for an 11 yo

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Matt Reeve

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Matt Reeve