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Guest Poet

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Tell me that you love me, and that you'll always be near
Feed me words and fill me up with things I want to hear

Keep me in a room made out of rubber
Ceiling, walls and floor
Lock it from the outside, no window on the door

Give me lots of blankets, always keep me warm
Have the room pure, no heights for me to explore

Check up on me daily, please
Make sure that I am running on my wheel
Have me at a steady pace, until my legs; I cannot feel

Nourish me with encouragement, for soon this will be done
Then let me out of the blankets which around me I have spun

Release me back in this world, unrecognizable
Everyone will regret every word they ever said
If they don't put me back there, in the room, unfed

 

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