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Dead.

I had a dog named Sheila, sweet as can be.
She'd run around and play with me.
Until the dark dust got to her head,
Now my poor puppy is dead.
I had a life, a long time ago.
But he took it away, along with my soul.
Then he broke into my fragile head
Now my life is finally dead.
I had a friend named Mallorie
She was the only one who cared for me.
But Mallorie, someone broke you.
And I figured out,
She's dead too.