She wasn't doing good last night,
But at least her eyes were round and bright.
I washed her off and let her sleep,
But she had no more promises to keep.
She died in the night,
And moved towards the heavenly light.
I wake up and get dressed and whatnot,
Ashe look's like she's breathing but she's not.
Mom comes in to give the morning love,
But still she did not move.
Mom asks and about her and goes to look,
But the pages had ended in her book.
Is she breathing? Yes why?
But bitter reality tells me that's a lie.
I go to pet her she's stiff and cold,
Shes' dead and old I 'm told, I'm told.
I take my hand out and tears fall,
But still she did not move at all.
Life goes on I told myself,
Another lovely memory to put on the shelf.
A cloth falls over her and I say goodbye,
Then to my burdens I must fly.
I'll you once again what I just said,
MY HAMSTER, OPHEILIA, IS DEAD.
And as more tears start to fall,
Ophelia didn't move at all.
cry whee eek Sad, isn't it?
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OH SNAP! What will she think of next? o.o
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hollywood we're never going down
R.I.P. Neverbinding
{Banned 4/15/07}
R.I.P. Neverbinding
{Banned 4/15/07}