My Teddy Bear
My bear is with me nightly, as i fall into smooth slumber.
Sometimes i dream, most times i don't, but its there through it all,
Its there when you aren't. My only friend, confidante.
For two years i've had it, as it was two years ago you left.
Its slowly falling apart, i tried to fix it, but to no avail.
with every mend, there's another tear.
maybe, to save it, its best that i just put it away forever.
Push it out of rememberance so that its well being is perserved.
maybe, just maybe.
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