#79
Hush darling, you're almost dead
You don't have a pulse and your pillow is red.
Your family hates you.
Your friends let you bleed.
Sleep tight with a knife,
Cause that's all you need,
Rock a bye baby, broken and scarred.
You didn't know life would be this hard.
Time to end the pain you hide so well.
And down you'll go baby,
Back down to hell...
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