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Toddler in a tumble dryer

He crawls into that dark cave,
in search of comfort,
in search of warmth and safety,
not knowing how much it will hurt.

He wakes under fluorescent lighting,
his parents praying for his wounds to mend.
But for all his struggling, for all his fighting,
he tumbles quickly to his end.

I stare at his now empty bed,
and wonder who will replace him,
I wonder what hurt they will bring,
and how long till they too are dead?
Grobthedeprokid
Written by Grobthedeprokid (HotDiggityDumbass)
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Author's Note
This poem is a memory from a long hospital stay in my youth, I've lately been remembering a toddler that was also admitted, he had crawled into a tumble dryer in search of his favorite blanket and...
This poem is a memory from a long hospital stay in my youth, I've lately been remembering a toddler that was also admitted, he had crawled into a tumble dryer in search of his favorite blanket and got badly burned, he died soon after. The memory has been eating me up lately and I needed to put it into words
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