Piggy Bank

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I saved too

much love

in the called

piggy bank.

Everyday I saved one

so someday I can

meet someone.

Someone whom

my piggy bank

belongs.

Someone whom

I could get along.

Then one day

my piggy bank

got full.

Like too much

kills itself.

So then, I let my

piggy bank get

BROKEN.

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