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Friday
Sep272013

Voice to the Voiceless

 

I am used for comfort
Held for tears
When you are afraid
I help with fears
You share me with friends
You toss me around
When you are asleep
I fall to the ground
I have no feelings
So I can just take it
Have no fears
I am only
Your blanket.

By Patrick 

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