The emptiness found was impeccable
A tear, from each eye, did drop
The line was drawn and she knew all along
Some day, someone would drop the ball
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She wondered, “How could this be happening?
Surely, this must be a dream”
She checked all the cabinets swept over in sadness
Just wanting to kick and to scream
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For she had never felt a heart as broken
Until finding that cookie-less jar
She took a deep breath, grabbed her keys and she left
Heading straight for the closest snack bar