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Dec 2021
this pillow was once red
it was then used and abused
after each sentence was said
now it's purple and bruised

it's tough on the outside
and soft and fragile on the inside
even with its durable case
stitches can't keep it in place

all of its fillings slowly falls to the ground
as if it was meant to be there
to be stepped on all around
like nobody cared

it belongs in the trash
where it was left open
no one will remember
that this pillow is broken
12/11/2021 11:00pm
Written by
Always Second
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