●Teddy bear●
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Everyday at night I cry myself to sleep Thinking about my awful stupid day Just searching for a way To forget all the pain Why would someone treat you bad? I mean what did I ever do to deserve that? I hold my teddy bear in my hand Thinking about a way to get out of my mind Tears rolling down my cheek Remembering all the shouting and throwing jokes around Maybe I was that bad Maybe I am the problem not them Not who bullied me and bossed me around I squeezed my teddy bear mad What would happen if I slept and never opened my eyes? Wouldn't that better to everyone alife?
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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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I saw a dream, and there were you, And there was coldness in your eyes. I wonder what a kind of true Made you become as cold as ice. And later I looked back to get a sense This empty glance was hellish call of past. It used to be a high and strong defense Against the world, the pain and me at last. You looked at me, and peering in your soul, I felt so lonely, as something vital died. And that is what I fear most of all - That nothing gentle will remain inside. Inside of you. Inside of me as well. And nothing will be said to farewell.
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