"How it once was"

"How it once was"

A Poem by SheWhoWillNotBeNamed
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"This is the end... You know?"

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"How it once was"

I was his best friend.
He's come and cuddle me when he was sad.
I was the best listener.
He'd lay out his problems on me to make his heart lighter.
I was always there for him.
He'd rely on me with every aspect of his life.
I was discrete.
He'd tell me his darkest secrets knowing they were safe with me.
I was a handkerchief.
He'd wipe off his tears with my soft hands.
I was his sanity.
He'd come to me whenever things got crazy.
I was his entertainment.
He'd play with me whenever he got bored.
I was his everything.
He'd keep telling me this.
...
Soon he had grown up
and threw the teddy bear into a trash bin.
He left me there to be eaten up by rats,
but the next day a kid came by and took me home.
...
I was happy again.
I was someone's teddy bear.

© 2011 SheWhoWillNotBeNamed


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SheWhoWillNotBeNamed
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End of april 2011
Little bear
My owner took me everywhere
Filled me up with custered pie
Bit my nose I lost my tie
Left me outside in the rain
carried me by my ear
Spilled her juice on me left a stain
But I didnt whine or scold
whats a faithful bear to do
When his owner little girl is only two


Posted 13 Years Ago


This was amazing and it had such strong emotions.

He'd tell me his darkest secrets knowing they were safe with me.
I was a handkerchief.

I loved this so much. :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


This, is amazing!!!! I didn't realize it was a teddy bear until the end!!!! Very fun, and I bet there's some kind of message under it all, but I just like it for it's "apperance"

Posted 13 Years Ago



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