Tears on a borrowed pillow

Have you ever listened to and R&B song and thought about your life at the same time? Coincidentally  your life links up with that song. Before you know it the emotions begin to pour out; feelings tucked away from public view, hell feelings you refuse to admit to yourself. So as the tears fall on this borrowed pillow I feel regret, I feel pain. As the sky begins to lighten and the new day comes I wipe these tears away because they’re a secret.


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