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pillow fight.
hoarding them all in my corner.
sitting on a mound of promises and soft kisses.
but these pillows are thin.
bury yourself as deep as you can and the wind still chills you.
soon you come to realise you're sitting on nothing more
nothing less than frayed pillow slips and
bundles of old hair.
build me a fort, or don't come knocking.
hoarding them all in my corner.
sitting on a mound of promises and soft kisses.
but these pillows are thin.
bury yourself as deep as you can and the wind still chills you.
soon you come to realise you're sitting on nothing more
nothing less than frayed pillow slips and
bundles of old hair.
build me a fort, or don't come knocking.