Teddy

by Pocket Sze   Feb 27, 2009


I love my dog

I always took him for a jog.

He was my bestest friend

Ever since I was ten.

He was always there

When I was up in a tare.

When he took his last breath

He took me to my death

I always told him

What he always been.

My best friend.

Until yesterday

He was laying on hay.

He died...

I cried.

I will never be the same

I'm the one to blame.

He died in my arm

He is in a jar.

He will always be

As you see.

My one and only friend.

I LOVE YOU TEDDY!

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