Number One
Gone and gone, they will all disappear they won't ever come back, not even when you need them the most. It's like a pain, but medicine works, right? chug it all down, it still hurts, and they still aren't here. How could I bear with this pain in my chest,in my heart. I will have to fill it up again with what, tho I have flowers, sugar, and pop! I have filled up my heart, but it still hurts, and they are still gone. What a disappointment. Maybe if I get hurt, they will come back. I will need a knife and a table to cut a carrot. It hurts, and there's such a mess, but they still aren't here. Maybe just maybe if I'm gone, I could finally see them. I need a chair and a rope to fix the light to see my path. What a day,but it's time to say good night to the number one on my picture frame and see them. Good night.
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