This poem is about my dog
The best thing in life is what you can hold on for so long.
When you had it since you were young.
By the time you had it for so long.
It time to let it go.
Sadness is happened in my heart.
To hear one last cry.
To find out hours later,
That you are not here in this life.
I cry all naked at your dead body.
Before I called for dad and tell him I'm scared.
All too soon.
My sister,
My dog.
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