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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