Friday, March 18, 2011

Blanket

Oh, blanket
You were always there for me
Cradling me with warmth and love that was woven into your seams
The monsters, you would fight; from the darkness, you would protect me
We used to be friends; now symbolize my embarrassing past
When my friends see you, it's like you're screaming "YOUR HOST IS A BABY!"
Sure, you are a childhood keepsake, but being a high school-er
I can't be seen with you
We must end this
Just remember: It's me not you.

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