Poetry

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Reads 87
Votes 3
Parts 3
Time <5 mins

Whenever you cry, I born inside
    I feed from your fear, grows and hide;
    I'm your pillow that is invisible
    I'm always ready whenever you fall.
    
    
    In air I grasp for joy to bring
    turns the winter into the warmest spring;
    shyly changing your worst to best
    An ounce of beauty from the big mess.
    
    
    Honey! Sweety! i must say!
    I'm here always, by your side I stay;
    running, crawling, shaking like a thousand ping!
    Guide you to lie in the pillow's wingAll Rights Reserved

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Whenever you cry, I born inside
    I feed from your fear, grows and hide;
    I'm your pillow that is invisible
    I'm always ready whenever you fall.
    
    
    In air I grasp for joy to bring
    turns the winter into the warmest spring;
    shyly changing your worst to best
    An ounce of beauty from the big mess.
    
    
    Honey! Sweety! i must say!
    I'm here always, by your side I stay;
    running, crawling, shaking like a thousand ping!
    Guide you to lie in the pillow's wing

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