Soaking Pillows

A pillow lying in front of yellow wall.


In the center of the pitiless words,
Backed by loathing Actions,
There are still comfortable soaking pillows.
Pillows that readily drink each tear you shed,
And help you smother all your fears.
Classy beddings or showy couches,
Nothing pampers like a soothing pillow.
Late nights, evenings, noon, or early mornings,
You can count on your indulging pillows.
A Fake smile or a dramatic hug,
Nothing wipes your tears like your big sized pillow.

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