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Our friendship chain is broken, and our heavenly place is now a dark, friendless, cheerless, and terrifying place, without you. When the chain links again, our secret place, will start blooming. our heaven is made, of our true friendship. The secret, special, as well as secluded place, it's at each others hearts. My place has been as isolated and confusing, as a polar bear in a desert. I hope you will come and visit, and when you visit, there will be an enormous sign that says, "WELCOME!" My heart will HOLLER a loud, "Yahooooo!
They say memories are golden, I believe that there is such thing as golden memories. My golden memories, that I shared about my most trusting friend, Panther. My favorable memories, were when we laughed, played, and had a sparkling time. The glorious times were when we were together, and had a powerful friendship. I cry when, I see your bouncy ball. When I see your favorite ball, I remembered our heavenly times. In our heavenly times, we had joyful souls, and a peaceful time. I cry because you are gone. I begged to keep you, but I would've begged a little harder, you would never have to leave. Sending you away for safety, never seeing you again. If tears could build a stairway, and heartache make a lane, right by your side never letting go.
Heavenly
