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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1679421
Its about a Teddy Bear.
Left behind
An awful feeling I know.
In a place
That is made of snow.

If I could move
I would not be here still.
But these nubby arms
And full of stuffing made me still.

So cold in this world
That I don't know of.
I only been so far
That would only be the bedroom floor.

My owner decided I needed to get out
And come with her.
She dragged me along
With her mom.

She lost her grip
And didn't notice.
Until she was in the car
When I was in the forest.

The folks here are nice
That they are.
They don't care for me
And I can't go far.

Soon she came back
And started to apologize.
She said she won't lose me again
But yet here I am.

The wave are nice
Yes they are.
My owner forgot me again
Only this time its nice.

Its warm here on the sand
And right now I don't care
If I go back again
But she remembered and came.

I think she is busy with her life
'Cause mine is just stuffed.
I can't go anywhere
And I plan on staying here.

But I'm sure someone
would take me in
Even in the condition I am in.
I can't say much 'cause I can't say anything at all.

My owner still loves me
But she left me for good.
I don't blame her, not at all.
So I still live on the beach where I will stay forever.
All because I am a Teddy Bear.
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