Phoebe sits with a longing in her eye,
she alone wait for you,
death is on the way for her to,
everyones gone,
she sits on the window,
watches the other happy cats go by,
she saw one that looked like Damien,
she jumps to her feet,
she meows and meows till i open the door,
she ran right to him,
he must have thought it was a threat,
cause he pulled out his claws and jumped on her,
Phoebe was not a cat that fights,
when the fight was over i ran to her,
she laied there with sadness and pain,
she meows 2 more times the took one last breath,
then died,
i think these last meows meant,
I\'m going to go see Bubba soon,
i bared her,
i was crying real hard,
the cat was staring licking the blood of his paws.
