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Stand guard,
don't back down.
You can win
if you only try.
Sword in one hand,
shield in another,
he stands over his charge
ready to die.
He was the person
that you told everything to.
The one you went crying to.
The one who never ran out of hugs.
The one who soaked up your tears.
The one who you carried around everywhere.
The one who always slept by your side.
He's your teddy bear.
He guards over you at night,
because while you might not believe,
the monsters are still there.
They come at night
when you don't expect it
to take what they want.
Even though
you don't run to him anymore
your teddy bear remembers.
He remembers the endless love.
He remembers everything.
Every night he stands
sword in one hand,
shield in another,
ready to fight.
All for the person
who loves him the most.
don't back down.
You can win
if you only try.
Sword in one hand,
shield in another,
he stands over his charge
ready to die.
He was the person
that you told everything to.
The one you went crying to.
The one who never ran out of hugs.
The one who soaked up your tears.
The one who you carried around everywhere.
The one who always slept by your side.
He's your teddy bear.
He guards over you at night,
because while you might not believe,
the monsters are still there.
They come at night
when you don't expect it
to take what they want.
Even though
you don't run to him anymore
your teddy bear remembers.
He remembers the endless love.
He remembers everything.
Every night he stands
sword in one hand,
shield in another,
ready to fight.
All for the person
who loves him the most.
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The White Cloth
Stain that white cloth
Take away its cleanness, and innocence
Stain that White cloth
Do not think what it feels, think about yourself
The cloth won't stay the same
And the bully, the bully loved to take away the innocence
The cloth is a victim
And the bully, he thinks about his pleasure of torturing it
Either it's a piece cloth, a paper or a pen
When the bully is done, it will never be the same
The cloth is stained, the paper is ripped to pieces and the pen is broken, bleeding it's ink
The bully looks at his victims, with pride, he loves hearing their cries
Never stain the cloth
For in the end, that stain stays
Never stain the
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Because I'm Blind
A young girl once asked a blind man, "Can you see?"
"Why, no, silly girl," the man replied. "I'm blind."
"I know that. Can you see?"
The man thought hard. He couldn't remember one moment when he had vision. "I'm sorry, my girl, but my eyes are broken. I don't understand what you mean."
"I guess you can't then..." The girl sighed, defeated.
She spent her whole life searching. She learned many languages and toured many countries during her mission, but none brought her to who she was looking for. One day, when she was old and retired, she sat on her front porch, feeling the soft breeze blow through her hair and listening to the soft c
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A Troubled 15 Year Old
Father has a lady friend
Of ill gotten gains
Sells her body for money
A handful of change
There will be no benefit
For my family
On hotel bedside tables
You'll find our money
Mother has a habit
Leaves needles lying around
Down the side of the sofa
Where infant hands slide down
Hoping to find some money
A handful of change
A perfect family portrait
And I am the frame
A troubled fifteen year old
Born under a bad sign
I learnt like most children
To cry before I smiled
In time my smile will fade
Though the tears will remain
I fear for the things I will lose
Before my family change
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Beautiful! So heartwarming <3