Fleeting

Health is so short,

Time is easily ignored

And then the day comes,

The hurt begins

 

Everyone hurts

Everone dies

But when it happens

We all seem to break down and cry

 

We all just need to hope

That sickness is not the end

For my poor sweet rat

May your life not be as fleeting as it would seem

Just get better from your sickness

For i love you more then you would think

 

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