I use to have this Guinea Pig.
He was really big.
I remember when he was born.
March 23rd of 06'. Then five years later he got sick.
He was my bestfriend & I always said we would be until the very end.
Then came that day when I lost him.
He was the only thing I had all them days to get me through &
after he past, I didnt know what to do.
He was the best thing I ever had & taht was the first time in my life I felt so sad.
But, I know hes in good hands because
up above in the heavens with god he stands.
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