Jenna Rose Johnston Poems

Sure I've done bad but they've done worse,
You have no idea how their words sound, how they sound too rehearsed
But I'm a coward too scared of death
Though when I do finally welcome it I will rest.
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Hush little baby don't you cry, I know daddy's not here to sing you a lullaby.
Hush my dear, you'll be alright, pray that your angel comes tonight.
Hush sweet child you'll survive, don't let them know you're not alright.
Hush my girl, don't you dare cry, wasting tears on them isn't right.
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