An elegy

Growing up with me,
Bound to me,
I took care of you,
You of me,
You got sick,
Just a bit,
I went to get you fixed.

All well
A tiny cavity
A drill
A big hole
A filling
A decay
He conned me
As long as you survived
My world
As happy
As could be.

An evening
You just fell
Tired and broken
Split into two
You gave up
And, I am sorry
My trust broken
And, so were you

My dear tooth
I miss you!

P.s. Choose your dentist wisely

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