Poor TeddyA Poem by FloPoor Teddy, seen so much Poor Teddy an innocent face, but with bruised eyes saw the pain and the blood spilt and how it dries He saw me getting hit,kicked and tossed around He saw me get beaten to the ground Poor Teddy Poor Teddy, got used to the fact That sometimes I now sleep with a ball bat How innocent he looks yet knows so much Poor Teddy should have seen laughter, but only seen tears should have seen bottles of milk, not bottles of beers Poor Teddy © 2009 FloFeatured Review
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Added on August 7, 2009AuthorFlocity of randomness and insanity :3Abouto-o I dunno, born in a hospital, living in a home and studying in a school......o-o randomness fills me Sadness grieves me happiness completes me Love confuses and plays with me life pranks me.. more..Writing
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