I asked for the room when my grandma died
So I could say my last words
I don’t remember what I said
I’d give anything to have written it down
But don’t worry, I've got
The national suicide hotline written on a post it
And all the things I've said sleep talking on my notes app
Just in case I ever need em’
- Author: Murray (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 25th, 2022 17:37
- Category: Sad
- Views: 5
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