June 4, 2008
Inside a pillow are thoughts that were once in your head.
There are dreams, and wishes, and things you once said.

Tear them apart and then you will see,
Tiny pieces of things you once wanted to be.

It may also hide dark things from your past,
Things that you hoped would never last.

But the funny thing about pillows is what they hold,
The truth of the know but not of the told.

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