Luck Bear

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a teddy bear,
a childs toy,
or a teenagers only comfort?
to you it may be immature,
but to me he's the only one who listens.
he knows all my darkest secrets,
and he keeps them to himself,
he can never tell a soul,
the words i've said to him.
he keeps a little smile,
as if telling me it's ok,
to be frustrated and angry.
and he lets me cry,
with knowing eyes,
when everyone else is too busy to care.
my Lucky Bear,
listens to my every word,
and it seems he's the only one who cares





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