For Simbah, A good dog who suffered for the mistakes of those he trusted.

Roses are red Violets are blue

I still cry over you

No matter what happens I will avenge your beautiful soul.

I know that I played a role,

But I will see your legacy known.

Others will not suffer, because your heart was shown.

You were a good dog.

No matter what anyone says, you will have your epilogue

Have fun chasing bones in heaven

I’m sorry I had to learn this lesson,

I’m sorry I didn’t learn it soon enough to save you.

 

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