Fifty One - A Glimpse Into The Past.

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The prison.
-a year ago-

"Um...hi everyone not many of you guys have seen me around here since my baby died...and I'm here today to entertain you guys, I don't know what to say really...anyway I wrote this song I hope you guys like it...I know I do..."

Beth began strumming on her guitar sat beside me on a stool, whilst I stood looking over my family and the Woodbury people, closing my eyes and sang the first note.

"You're just a small bump unborn, in four months you're brought to life,

You might be left with my hair, but you'll have your father's eyes,

I'll hold your body in my hands, be as gentle as I can,

But for now you're scan of my unmade plans,

A small bump in four months you're brought to life"

"I'll whisper quietly, I'll give you nothing but truth,

If you're not inside me, I'll put my future in you"

"You are my one and only.

You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.

Oh, you are my one and only.

You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.

And you'll be alright."

"Oh, you're just a small bump unknown, you'll grow into your skin.

With a smile like his and a dimple beneath your chin.

Finger nails the size of a half grain of rice,

And eyelids closed to be soon opened wide

A small bump, in four months you'll open your eyes."

"And I'll hold you tightly, I'll tell you nothing but truth,

If you're not inside me, I'll put my future in you"

"You are my one and only.

You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.

Oh, you are my one and only.

You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.

And you'll be alright."

"And you can lie with me,

With your tiny feet

When you're half asleep,

I'll leave you be.

Right in front of me

For a couple weeks

So I can keep you safe."

"Cause you are my one and only.

You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.

You are my one and only.

You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.

And you'll be alright." This was point where I broke down, Carl quickly ran on stage holding me in his arms and sang the last few notes.

"Cause you were just a small bump unborn for four months then torn from life. Maybe you were needed up there but we're still unaware as why." He sang, pressing a kiss to my temple.

I just don't understand why?

I need you here with me // Carl Grimes [EDITING] Where stories live. Discover now