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Original: 12/18/2006 10:00 PM
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Monday, December 18, 2006

 
On a Thursday night,
 
He said good-bye
 
She couldn’t decide at first
 
But at last, he finally left her a note
 
 
The jar was then left empty
 
Seem to as if to be cracking
 
Even when she left a note in the jar
 
It left her speechless
 
 
She felt as if she was a piece of garbage
 
Played around and thrown away
 
As if she was meaningless
 
 
This empty jar still lives till today
 
Wishing it would be at least half full
 
But isn’t it obvious,
 
She won’t let that happen
 
 
The jar was empty and cracked
 
But a note left she’ll always remember
 
Because the jar ran out of water
 
Fishes inside all died out
 
 
She wish the jar remain what it is now today
 
There, she won’t have to worry
 
The note he left and she gave
 
Well always remain the way they are today
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