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Mar 2016
How could he,
he was always there when I called.
My own personal human,
and now he's gone.
I tossed him in the trash and never told him why,
I finally said I, "needed space" and then I told him goodbye.
My beauty is eternal, how could he ever say no to me?
I thought that if I stuck my hand in his fish tank,
his heart wouldn't know.
Written by
TakeEverythingSeriously  knoxville
(knoxville)   
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   Vanessa Gatley
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