A Poem To A Birdie Soulmate

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Three lives shared between you and I

If one gets slain, the other dies.

I loved you so much, but you left me still

You loved him more, and left me for kill.

I wanted you to be happy, so I let you go

But you accidentally killed him with a bow.

It took some time, but you came back,

But you were full of grief, that you stuffed in a sack.

You didn't love me, but knew you needed me,

And yet back then, I was your key.

What happened? What changed? Why do you hate me?

But maybe one day you will see,

That we are meant to be

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