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Now she is gone


She was my friend.

Where has she gone?

I loved it when she chirped,

that was very fond.

I loved it when,

she played with me.

Now I'm full of tears,

because I had her for many years.

I told her all my secrets.

She kept them forever.

I wish we had more time,

to share more together.

I saw her lying there,

on the bottom of the cage.

Her black eyes still open,

made me full of rage.

I will look for you,

day and night,

because I didn't 

even say goodbye.

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