I WANT NO MORE
He travelled far
In his old car
Has hidden me
No one can see
Me on the floor
I want no more
His house is small
Like me. He's tall
He has a bed
I'm in the shed
The floor is cold
I want to hold
My bear, not here
Shaking with fear
Here on the floor
I want no more
And then it's light
I'm outside
In this foreign land
Can't understand
What people say
Should let me lay
Back on the floor
I want no more
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Poem by Darren White
November 18, 2016
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