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Respect the craft. Support the real.

To join this project, all you have to do is make a song, any style, any lyrics, but it MUST include plushies in some way (preferably about a plushie version of yourself, but anything works!) Then you have to make the cover art a plushie version of your avatar/character that you feature as yourself on this site! Finally, add #PlushiePandemic to your song title and make it public!

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Pour rejoindre ce projet, tout ce que vous avez à faire est de faire une chanson, n’importe quel style, n’importe quelle parole, mais il DOIT inclure des peluches d’une manière ou d’une autre (de préférence à propos d’une version en peluche de vous-même, mais tout fonctionne !) Ensuite, vous devez faire en sorte que la pochette soit une version en peluche de votre avatar/personnage que vous mettez en avant comme vous-même sur ce site ! Enfin, ajoutez #PlushiePandemic au titre de votre chanson et rendez-la publique !

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He hugs me close when the door gets loud

Tucks me deep like I can shroud

The thunder in the kitchen light

Their voices rise, his hands stay tight

I’m thread and fuzz, not much to wield

But I would fight, if I was real

He says my name, I’ve none to say

I just lie still and hope he’ll stay

There’s ketchup stains upon my ear

His tears dry slow, they disappear

But he still talks like I can hear

“Can you fix them, if you’re near?”

I tried to stand when the glass broke wide

Rolled off the bed, I really tried

But button eyes don’t scare the storm

And stitched-up arms don't keep you warm

He dreams of running far with me

To places where the yelling stops

But even in those dreams he shakes

And holds me like I’m all he’s got

I saw him draw us in a boat

He wrote our names, we stayed afloat

But Mama screamed and slammed the sink

And Dad threw words too sharp to think

He hides me deep beneath his coat

Says, “don’t you leave,” like I could go

But I’m just fluff, I break, not bend

And I can’t stitch what won’t mend

Still, I stay.

Even stuffed things know

You never walk away.