new life, younger life (warning, babyfur abdl refrenches)

Story by Yuko_Foxx on SoFurry

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#7 of poems

just a new poem


a pounding in your head as i start to stir

you look around, don't see anything

you shout but you cant form a sound, you realize something is in your mouth

you try to move but you are held fast

you try to take in what you know, what you see and feel,

you determin your in a bed of somekind, a very comfy bed, very soft and cozzy, you feel safe and secure

you determine you have something in your mouth, you try to spit it out, but all that happens is you end up drooling, it has a shield and is obviusly a pacifier

you cant move your hands, your gloved some how,

you look aorund, you see a rocking chair at your feet,

but bars as well? you determine your in a crib

you begin to calm down untill you hear the door knob unseen, you hear it turning and creaking a bit.

you then hear foot steps as some one walks over and smiles down at you,

its your mate. they smile down at you with a loving grin.

"ohh is the little one finally awake?" they ask

you cant help but nod in return

"don't you worry your pritty little head, im right here to take care of you little one"

why do they keep calling you t little one? then it all makes sence, the pacifier, the crib, the rocking chair, its a nursery and your the baby

"you get to grow up again. grow up better"

they reach down and pats your head

you are take care off, and babied from that day on, you forget everthing only to relearn...you get a new life...a younger lif

waiting

I once sat and stared at these four walls around me; I sat and pondered as if I were waiting for something greater; one day a light came forth and reached out to me. it said "take my hand and I will show you another path, a better path"; I took the...

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Yuko's First day

Yuko's first day! Yuko was escorted, or rather dragged, to the doors of the Mt. Hope Orphanage and Reform School kicking and screaming. "Let me go~ you bloody ass hole! I'm not a fucking orphan! I'm just living alone because I don't know where my...

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not a day goes bye

not a day goes bye that I don't wish I could look you in the eye not a day goes past that I don't try to make every second with you last not a day goes away that I don't wish you could stay and play I look at the calendar, and I mark every day...

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