Maybe we can still be friends
A bright pink teddy bear was banished to the back of the closet
And its glassy eyes shimmer with painful memories
As vicious dirt stains its velvet heart
Tear-stained sheets lie crumpled upon the floorboards
While a silent bed frame dreams of past creaks and groans
And the sun refuses to lighten the window
"Maybe we can still be friends."
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Comments (2 so far!)
This gives me the creeps. I want to put an adult, went on a date to the fair, vibe, but I keep seeing this little child instead.
- #2937 Posted 21 days ago
This is definitely my favorite of the three that were published together. No word is wasted and you convey feeling very strongly. I know that for so much of my work, I look back with disdain and that's normal for many a writer but I'm always surprised you aren't a fan of your own work. I really like this one.
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