Teddy Bear
As I sit and think I look into your deep brown eyes
The feeling of hatred and pain rise up
To the back of my throat...I feel nauceous
I can visualize me tearing off your little arms
And slowly ripping your little legs off...
Popping off that cute little head...
Ripping your insides out
And stomping your furry carcus..
I then sigh and realize my teddy bear
Means so much to me!
© 1999 Rob Murphy
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