The fluff and stuff that fill the soft warm bear,
Are like the thoughts and the moments that make up the stuffing of my heart,
The bear that you gave me isn't just this,
It's what we once shared,
In our hearts and in our plans for the future,
Through our words, Our minds, and sometimes our lips,
Now the bear is the only thing from you that's left,
Except for the fluff and the stuff that make up my fragile heart.
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My Poems
PoesíaEver felt like no one ever understood how you felt? Well, I'm here to express the feelings I felt throughout some obstacles in my life. Maybe you can relate? Maybe you will think I'm crazy? However; you will never know until you enter my world. It's...
