I cry at night and missin' you.
Now that your gone.
I wait for my clock to alarm 11:11 pm and wish
that I could have treated you much better. Than letting
you sit in your dog house all day.
I prayed to Jesus to give me a sign that she's okay.
I cracked a fortune cookie and read, "Your dearest wish will come true."
I cried that night and gave tears of Joy to the world.
That she's alright.
I even dreamt of her with her new master.
I cry in tears at night because she'll be okay without me.
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