believe
even though its hard to believe,
your gone and you have left me,
i miss you more than i can say,
i miss you more day by day,
i know i have to face the fact,
your gone, and never coming back,
i try to keep my head held high,
even though its killing me inside,
my dear little dog how i miss you so,
it's agony to believe you had to go
xxxxx
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