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No Care For A Stuff Bear
Disposable, I've become garbage toss, and kicked aside. You have stranded me. Placed, in darkness, setting here, clueless . Eternal sadness that I shale be. Your actions, paralyzing my ability to think, last time I felt affection only to remember nothing . Now dark and alone over and again as I stay unmoved nor bent. My screws and nuts become stiff as cement while coming to terms, this may be the way i'll stay. My tears from years past on and dry with rust along my skin. Solitude for real as I gaze into light, a crack left open just enough, keeps me hope. You just close the door and ignore me...Read the full of No Care For A Stuff Bear