Cried
She cried so hard she
could not talk
The first time she
entered the house
After the death
Harder than when her
mother died
Harder than when I was
close to death
She showed no feelings
when my father died and did not cry at all
Or when I said goodbye
She just asked for more
Now she’s crying hard
as she thinks about her loss
And calls me so I can
tell her it will be alright
Not thinking of my
feelings at all
When she tells me of
the death
Of my only friend I had
left at home
I comforted her,
telling her all will be alright
Then sit alone as I
think of my old friend
Goodbye, Scooby
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