A poem about my best friend in the whole wide world.

My best friend..

She would always be there for me.

When I call her, she would call me back.

Freeload off of my plate at the dinner table.

Giggling at all the memories I had with her.

Walking with her and playing at the park most of the days.

Now, time has passed.

Something got to her.

Its bedtime now, I guess.

Her eyes closed, sleeping.. silently… silently…silently..

…gone… to her dreams……forever…..

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