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May 2016
My pillow's filled with cotton
But it holds so much more
It holds my tears
And my fears
And feeling I don't have reason for

My pillow's filled with cotton
But it is always there
There for snow
There for rain
Always there to listen and care

My pillow's filled with cotton
For when I can't take the pain
Listening to my screams
Listening to my dreams
And all the selfish moments, when I'm feeling vain

My pillow's filled with cotton
But only I can see
Past the fabric
To the magic
My pillow has always been there for me
This was the first poem that I ever wrote, I decided to post it so I can be reminded of my progress.
Written by
Morgan Kennedy  United States
(United States)   
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