My heart is as soft
As a warm feather pillow
I cannot play
The games you play
For my heart might break
Releasing all my emotion
Like a multitude of feathers
Flying in the wind
My heart is as soft
As a warm feather pillow
I cannot play
The games you play
For my heart might break
Releasing all my emotion
Like a multitude of feathers
Flying in the wind
Poems and Petals 
Lovely Vonita!
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Thank you Lynz!
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You always write from the heart
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Thank you Lynz, that means a lot!
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🙂
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Lovely !!!
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Thank you! 🙂
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My pleasure. You really write awesome 🙂
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Cleaver analogy! No one likes to clean up after the feather pillow spills all it’s contents!
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Not at all!
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