"Sleep pretty darling, do not cry and I will sing a lullaby"
Golden Slumbers by The Beatles
Sleep pretty darling, whether it is death or literally sleep. I need it.
Similar to a tangled cord,
impossible to be untangled,
The phone was left near the keypad,
sounds of people are heard
but no one is here to listen.
wait, she's screaming now.
where is everyone?
borrowing words from Jason Mraz
"hold on, help is on the way
stay strong, I am doing everything"
even if it is only by listening.
even if I don't exist.
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