My Tear Stained Pillow

My tear stained pillow 
It knows me well
It knows me very well
My tear stained pillow
It knows every tear I've ever shed
Every word I've ever prayed
And the many nights I’ve laid awake
My tear stained pillow
It knows me better than a friend
It's there
It's there
And I grab and hold it real tight
When there’s no one there to hold me through the night
My tear stained pillow
It's so special to me
Oh, what more can I say?
It's there
It's there
Soaked with every tear I've cried
As I release all the pain inside
My tear stained pillow
It knows me well
It knows me very well
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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