He cocks his head to a side

Reaching his hands out for acceptance

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Chubby little fingers

Twisted around a ragged teddy bear

Eyes dry and hollow

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"Mama…?" his voice high and young

He keeps his mouth shut most of the time

Just like mama told him to

So sometimes he forgets words

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He puts teddy's leg in his mouth when her friends come over

Or else he cries too loud

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Say in his room

Stay out of sight

Don't say a word

Don't make mama mad

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He doesn't understated

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He was a good boy

So why did mama not wake up

He didn't cry or scream or anything

Even when mama screamed help he was quiet

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"Mama…wake up now."