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up B-re-- a]k \i\ ng   Is hard . She asks me, “Why?” Then comes the   L     o         n          g                   pause. I don’t have an answer for her I think I do… I don’t want to say So I just stare At her teddy bear, Lying there On the cold tile floor. Its on its back, Arms and legs spread Like it’s  f                      a                      l                       l                       i                       n                      g                        Into a dark void,         An unfathomable                                      \             /                                        \          /                                          abyss I don’t even know if it’s a girl or boy But its stomach is bulging… Is it pregnant, or does it have kidney disease? Perhaps… It is reaching the bottom of the pit, Where falling victims meet poison-tipped s-p-e-a-r-s--- Maybe… The bear is removed from time, captured in a still photo [Paused] During the moment of  impact When… Its life flashes before its eyes And the spears begin to penetrate and pierce through its back, Tearing, first, through the worn outer layer, Once touched by loving hands Then… Stabbing through the puffy cotton insides, Where a heart should be    And          there     The bear lies        Without       Any hope Or    reason    to        Live. It’s            life And I can only watch           And feel As this poor creature Goes through its unbearable                   Pain… Of suffering, of dying… On the inside, I have no answer
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Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 3:34 PM UTC
Teddy Bear
up B-re-- a]k \i\ ng   Is hard . She asks me, “Why?” Then comes the   L     o         n          g                   pause. I don’t have an answer for her I think I do… I don’t want to say So I just stare At her teddy bear, Lying there On the cold tile floor. Its on its back, Arms and legs spread Like it’s  f                      a                      l                       l                       i                       n                      g                        Into a dark void,         An unfathomable                                      \             /                                        \          /                                          abyss I don’t even know if it’s a girl or boy But its stomach is bulging… Is it pregnant, or does it have kidney disease? Perhaps… It is reaching the bottom of the pit, Where falling victims meet poison-tipped s-p-e-a-r-s--- Maybe… The bear is removed from time, captured in a still photo [Paused] During the moment of  impact When… Its life flashes before its eyes And the spears begin to penetrate and pierce through its back, Tearing, first, through the worn outer layer, Once touched by loving hands Then… Stabbing through the puffy cotton insides, Where a heart should be    And          there     The bear lies        Without       Any hope Or    reason    to        Live. It’s            life And I can only watch           And feel As this poor creature Goes through its unbearable                   Pain… Of suffering, of dying… On the inside, I have no answer
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Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 3:34 PM UTC
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