Stuffed animals

November 12, 2013 at 3:54 pm Leave a comment

Stuffed animals don’t have feelings
Yet it hurts when you hit them
You can feel their pain when there is none to feel
They cant hear what you say, yet when you yell at them its guilty you feel
Left in a corner for days on end
They aren’t neglected but you know they are lonely
Stuffed animals are not real
They don’t need your care
The care that you give them is symbolic of the care that you need
And the care that you needed
The common bond that you both have is that they cant speak out and neither could you
So when you hug them tight, you pretend they are hugging you

Emily

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