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First time I wore it Crying on the way home violated and confused I suppose you can't rush a good time It was soft, and it help me better than anything else Helped my hide my body And my scars Kept me warm in the cold And sheltered me in the night Kept my alive It was with me though breakups And sneak-outs Not to mention every long night in-between It brought me to college Helped me escape the pain But it's gone now It gets to help someone else though their pain It gets to help a new life Find a new home
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Mar 29, 2019
Mar 29, 2019 at 7:07 PM UTC
My Grey Hoodie
First time I wore it Crying on the way home violated and confused I suppose you can't rush a good time It was soft, and it help me better than anything else Helped my hide my body And my scars Kept me warm in the cold And sheltered me in the night Kept my alive It was with me though breakups And sneak-outs Not to mention every long night in-between It brought me to college Helped me escape the pain But it's gone now It gets to help someone else though their pain It gets to help a new life Find a new home
Lord knows why I write anything at all. I used to have a grey hoodie so yea.
Lzzy5xs
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Mar 29, 2019
Mar 29, 2019 at 7:07 PM UTC
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