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ANNIE
Annie I can't hear you now.
I miss you very much
I miss your hyperness
I miss your fur to touch.
I hate the chain that you were on,
I hate the guy that that took your life away
I'd love to see your face again
Or watch your paws in a perfect trotting pace.
I can't though.
But annie just to let you know,
I will always miss and love you so.

I am 13 and this poem is dedicated to My 2 year old beagle that was hit by a car about a month ago.