Sing me a song.

Not of pretty things or happy things

But of horrid things and fears.

Sing me a song that lingers so deep

You must pass through Hell to find it.

Let me hear those words

Let me feel that pain

I want to absorb the darkest nature of your soul.

Sing me this song.

And this song only.

Sing our song.
-you don’t have to fight your inner demons alone. We are one.

Monica.

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