The beginnings...
The dogs are following, catching up. I run faster, faster. My lungs are on fire and I can't breathe. If I slow they will catch me for sure. Tie me up in a cage. Ironically, it would be a dog cage, and there they would poke me with needles, needles filled with chemicals that will change my DNA. Change it into something new.....
Jinxie, I demand more. Please.
ReplyDeleteNot today... I will continue it though
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