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Broken litte bento box,
Housing all my broken thoughts,
Only here for just a day,
Now you've broke and gone away.
Will you ever come again,
Returning just to be my friend?
I can see you,even now,
Before you crashed onto the ground.
Why do you mean so much to me?
When you arrived, I leapt with glee
And now you've gone, a broken thing
Breaking all my hopes and dreams.
I'll wait for you,
my dearest friend
Waiting till the bitter end.
Through the rising suns
and setting moons
A loss that came at once,
and much too soon.




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