You hide my highs,
You hide my lows.
You are my true friend,
My pillow.
Uncountable times,
I have hugged you tight.
When this cruel world
Ignored my plight.
I talk to you
About my fears.
I share with you
My pain, my tears.
Then you cushion my head,
But they think you are dead.
But you have a heart, I know
For I have heard your tremolo.
You whisper to me
That I need not cry.
Soothing my dreams,
Like a lovely lullaby.
You are always good to me,
All calm and quiet.
My only companion,
On a sleepless night.
"Only your pillow knows the amount of emotions you hide from the world..."
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PoesíaʙしAǸĸ pAＧ㉫ The blank page on the table, Compelled me to write About the things that happen Without my might. Like the shining of the Sun And the twinkling of the stars. Of the heaven-like beauty In the universe spread so far. About mother nature An...
