Hushabye baby, you're almost dead
You don't have a pulse and your pillow is red.
Your family hates you and your friends let you bleed.
Sleep tight with a knife, cause it's all that you need.
Rockabye baby, broken and scarred.
You didn't know that life would be this hard.
Time to end the pain that you hid so well,
And down will come baby, straight back to Hell.
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Poem-ish Things
RandomThese are just poem-ish things that I've come up with(also ideas from the internet) and I have decided to share them with you guys. So, enjoy!! Most of these will be sorta sad stories so you should go read another book if you want to read happy poe...
