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Won't Cry for You
I will not cry for her
For she is not gone
She is free and roaming
But she is not gone
And every day I love her more
I swear she isn't gone
Apart, our love grows stronger
And I know she isn't gone
I can feel her in my arms
And she isn't gone
I can feel my lips against her fur
Because she isn't gone
And my lonely nights I whisper to her
To remember she's not gone
I love you, Onyx
I will not cry for her
For I am not gone
I’m coming home quickly
And I was never gone
Girl, I love you more than ever
I swear I am not gone
Our separation is a moment
Please know I am not gone
I can feel her arms around me
And I was never gone
I can feel my rough tongue on her cheeks
Because I am not gone
And each night I purr for her
To remember I’m nearly home
I love you, Dawn
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Once I was walking alone in the woods behind the high school at dusk and this nice lady with her son approached me, asking if I'd seen their missing cat. They let me know they meant no harm because they thought I might mistake them for psychopath killers stalking around. They were going into the woods to search for their cat who had never been gone this long. I watched them disappear into darkness as I stumbled home on roller skates. I felt sorry for them, alone in the woods looking for a cat, and I hope with all my heart that they found him again.
Onyx is alive. i dont care if the world says shes not, shes ok and shes coming home. i love her. i know she loves me and i know shes heading home and the world cant change that. and if shes trapped somewhere than shes doing whatever the hay she can to get free and come home. i love her so, so much. nothing will ever come between us again.
to humans: i do not want pity. my cat is fine. shes tough. shes coming back and nothing and no one can stand in her way. dont try to change my mind.