Some days I don't notice,
But over and over,
I'm the blanket,
You don't want to throw,
I'm always there to pick you up,
That's all I have ever been,
Picked up and used when your down.
Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 5:37 PM UTC
Some days I don't notice,
But over and over,
I'm the blanket,
You don't want to throw,
I'm always there to pick you up,
That's all I have ever been,
Picked up and used when your down.
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