The growling in her stomach became a lullaby
It most often would play at night
The growling in her stomach became a lullaby
It was accompanied by the sound of her cries
Because the growling in her stomach became a lullaby
She began to feel less inside
When the growling in her stomach became a lullaby
She had already justified the reason that she needed to die
With the growling in her stomach playing as the perfect lullaby
She found a way to sleep for the rest of her life
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Dark Places
RandomThe corner of your mind no one wants, in this book it is expressed in poetry, short stories, drawings(maybe), and any other way that the dark places of our mind that society ignores can be explained. This is not trying to fetishize these things, it...
