A hole dug
with pain and sorrow to bury a cardboard box full of love
Along with a soft long black and brown furred dog
that will never be forgotten
Named as a
king, lived as a prince ruling in the kingdom of my heart
He used to demand,
his will was promptly accomplished.
He was my south,
my north, my day,
A kind angel just for me that is why his perfect body was begotten
To give me
love and strength, of my soul he was a vital part
Doom and death murdered me, after his departure
I am demolished
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