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Whistling-a-little-sing-song

Haunted by all four corners, †
each one heaven-aglow
with unenlightenment.  
I hang onto the crooning lullabies †
that tug at my burgeoning nausea: †
just let it all out.  

Whistling-a-little-sing-song, †
with the birds outside; †
each one carries a familiar smile; †
each one plagiarizes a lingering laugh. †
The enthusiastically decorated walls †
are heirlooms from a generation after, †
highlighted stomach-clenching †
with the flair of crayon-art.  

Monochrome patterns the hours awake, †
the hours asleep, and the hours in-between.  
Whilst gravestones weep baby pink harmonies, †
sobbing traumatic child-hood rhymes.  
A doll-sized hat is gently cradled in one arm,  
rock-a-bye-baby: "I'll keep you safe".  
Not quite the same, but it'll have to do.  

The sun rises with itís cheery grin again, †
so I grab my rifle and pump lead into that †
sun-shine joy until slack-line jaws †
bleed the world black. †
"I'll keep you safe".  










This is for the 'Sad, Depressing, ect.' contest.  
I was trying to aim for sad here,  
I'm not sure if I hit psycho instead.  
:/
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