I tryed to give allt he right signs.
She said, they said.
All the same things.
Why does it matter?
What she thinks
The passion, the love
The peaceful dove,
the hope the joy,
my small chew toy.
The backpack full of memories and fun
has been thrown away, and now were done.
I cried, I smiled, im crying again.
I wish this never even had to begin!
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