My Teddy BearAs I lay here,My Teddy Bear
Hopeless and frail, I think of you, and a bond that surely fails. Questioning myself, this heart of mine,
Why do I wonder? Why do I try? There is nothing there,
There never has been,
Though still, I cry, Unimportant,
And unseen. In my state of pity and loss, These tears give me comfort,
But I become cross. I’m sorry I yell, I’m sorry I scream, I’m really not that miserable,
Though that’s how it seems. I’ll catch my own tears,
From now on,
I swear. But you’ll always
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"Dear Gravity, you held me down in this starless city..."
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