How Sad...

Your fur is tainted
spotted and dirty.
Your nose is a little crooked
from being pushed into my chest.
The fur on your ears is a bit matted
Because of all the times I bit them.
You've got a bloodstain on your left shoulder
from one of the nights that I was upset.
There's a collar on your neck
that seperates you from all of your kind.
Your name has somewhat lost its originality
"Ears" just seems juvenile.
But you,
All that is inside of you.
The memories that you hold
and my silent screams that you keep.
It's all that I have left.
You have become my significant other.
Ears, My pink stuffed pig.

• A former member wrote: Nice job. I was thinking, at first, that this poem was about animal cruelty... great outcome. Well done. =-MO-=
  
  
• On Tuesday, June 8, 2004, girlafraid (559) wrote:
  
  this is so sweet and sad...that pig is always going to be there for ya...i have my best friend "teddy" (also a creative name lol) on my dresser, and I'm 24...
  
  
• On Sunday, June 6, 2004, Lynaes (1028) wrote:
  
  Oh wow this is fantastic, I absolutely love it. The vividness of such poignancy is just amazing. I love the originality of it, so deeply effective. Awesome work.
  
  
• On Saturday, June 5, 2004, capt_funguy (909) wrote:
  
  oh man ... i fell in love witht his piece , quickly , and easily ... so sweet ... could you post ears' pic? that'd be too cool ... funguy
  
  
• A former member wrote: very sincere, and very different. well done. a stuffed animal is not what i expected, but you did it masterfully.
  
  
• On Saturday, June 5, 2004, sixsixnine (573) wrote:
  
  this was pretty cool * i liked it! *669*