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    graceful disgraceful commented on the post, lullaby 1 hour, 34 minutes ago

    lullaby – just saying the word out loud is soothing. i didn;t know any when my children were babies so i used to sing “annie’s song” to annie and “just like me” by the carpenters to sonny – i don;t think poor kizzy got many lullabies – life was too hectic by the time she came along and honeyfitz the bear was her bedtime comfort anyway – i feel guilty writing that…

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    Izzy Gorden commented on the post, lullaby 1 hour, 44 minutes ago

    That strange sound came from the T.V. The sound that lulls me to to this new world I create in my head every time I see a new episode. I love that sound. It is my lullaby. I can’t see how I could live without it.

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    corinnele commented on the post, lullaby 1 hour, 53 minutes ago

    lullabies are sweet and tender, they are sung with a burning heart at first. over time the heart will change into boredom, because it’s

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    WearyWater commented on the post, lullaby 4 hours, 37 minutes ago

    I let lapping waters be my lullaby.

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    Caitlin commented on the post, lullaby 5 hours, 4 minutes ago

    Flowers falling slowly with the lazy wind. Blossoms float in the open window past the sheer white curtains. A lullaby is being hummed quietly. All a hazy memory as he looks around the scorched room. So much destruction and death. The war has taken so much from so many, but he feels as though he has lost the most. He can hear his mother calling down the hall to wake him for school, his father in the lounge watching tv, his little sister playing with her dolls. All of them gone now and forever. He sunk into the ashes and wept. Wishing that he could become ashes just as they had.

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    Chris commented on the post, lullaby 5 hours, 8 minutes ago

    Sing me to sleep so I the next day can come. I sit here alone at night watching the clock slowly run. Can’t believe the day is finally here and can’t wait to hold you near.

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    Kelly T commented on the post, lullaby 5 hours, 13 minutes ago

    His lullaby soothed her aching limbs until she had no feeling at all– a walking puppet he knew was under his spell.

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    Nicole commented on the post, lullaby 5 hours, 17 minutes ago

    I was 26 years old; I was alone; I was scared. The night time captured me, pulling my entire existence into a cloud of darkness. No one could help me or offer words of solace, so I curled into my body and fell asleep humming a quiet melody in my throat.

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    Fred Fingery commented on the post, lullaby 5 hours, 18 minutes ago

    lullaby sweet thing, cry inside the plastic bars, softly singing trembling shrill, playthings dangling, twirling rocketships, hanging stars, creaking legs, cry into the night at the monsters of the dark corner. Then here comes mom.

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    Glasya:. commented on the post, lullaby 5 hours, 23 minutes ago

    I don’t know where it comes from. But it croons in the middle of the night. A soft harmony to my ears. It has the effect of a sleeping pill. My eyes gradually beginning to close the dark world around me, as I felt myself slip into a deep, dreamless sleep.

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    KT commented on the post, lullaby 5 hours, 37 minutes ago

    Sing to me and maybe I will sleep. Let me listen to the cool pattering of wet footsteps on my window pane and maybe I will sleep in peace tonight. Perhaps I will no longer be crushed by nightmares. Sing to me and maybe for once I will not dream.

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    Cathalos commented on the post, lullaby 5 hours, 45 minutes ago

    I’m tired. I want to go to sleep, but I’m waiting for something. I can’t sleep yet… I need to, but I shouldn’t… I need a lullaby and a good excuse. Then I can be happy.

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    Intuition commented on the post, lullaby 5 hours, 52 minutes ago

    I bring him to my chest, this weary man of mine
    All the troubles of the world wrack his silly mind
    My gift is one of comfort
    A gentle ruffle of his hair
    A sweeping graze across his temple
    A light kiss upon the tip of his nose
    All this to the tune of a soothing tempo
    All of this set in time with self-assured notes
    In this we step along till we land into the deep
    This gift is the comfort of my thoughtful keep

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    JDwrites commented on the post, lullaby 6 hours, 21 minutes ago

    Babysitting for an entire week was something I hadn’t done before. Trading off with Joanie and Jenny in shifts made sure all the hours and shifts were covered between the three of us. We all enjoyed helping our favorite couple out so they could go on their cruise at last. I didn’t expect him to ask for a lullaby before bed, or that he expected at least three songs as part of his goodnight routine. I couldn’t think of any lullabies, except the one my sister loved to sing. I struggled to think of something besides Rock a Bye Baby and finally decided it wasn’t the words, just the tone of my voice that would do the trick. The only other songs I could remember were Stairway to Heaven and a cute little tune by Melanie about drawing around the moon. I finished with my sister’s favorite lullaby, Stay Awake. It put both of us too sleep every night that week.

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      drew replied 5 hours, 50 minutes ago

      Precious. And it reminds me of a time recently when i was babysitting my three-year-old niece. I asked her if she’d care for a banana and said yes and when I walked into the living room she was cradling it and singing Rock a Bye Baby. When I asked what she was doing, she said she was caring for the banana just as I asked her to.

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    Saudade posted an update 6 hours, 23 minutes ago

    …lullabies cleaning the sky

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    Sandra commented on the post, lullaby 6 hours, 29 minutes ago

    I waited patiently after asking you to sing me a lullaby. The pause my body revealed shocked me, shooting electricity through every nerve and fiber inside of me. The natural instinct of my ancestors and I casually lifted and dropped my chest, inhaling and exhaling the oxygen around me only to release it completely. I was left with an empty feeling of guilt. I was no one and I belonged to no one. To produce a tear all I had to do was remember that no one belonged to me, either. The longer I waited for that lullaby the deeper that lagoon grew inside of me. The non existent notes and rhymes from a lullaby haunted me as I regained consciousnesses. It seemed like I had been gone lifetimes but nothing around me had changed. Only the new hole that had now appeared inside of me, I couldn’t seem to shake the feeling.

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    Sentito commented on the post, lullaby 6 hours, 30 minutes ago

    Oh, whispered lies.
    Hold on. Hold on.
    But not, fingers slipping.
    Reality spinning
    The lullaby continues
    Whistling, Walling:
    Lies, false hopes, misconceptions

    Falling
    Falling
    Falling
    Reality hits. Hard.

    Ouch.

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    Amanda commented on the post, lullaby 6 hours, 35 minutes ago

    My father sung the same lullaby to me every night. I would be in the state inbetween wakefulness and sleep, and reality would start to muddle and distort. The lullaby would take over the surroundings, and I’d see everything in the song. Then sleep would come, and the lullaby would manifest itself again.

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    Box of Rain commented on the post, lullaby 6 hours, 35 minutes ago

    lullaby lullaby sweet sweet lullaby lull me to sleep bring me sweet dreams to dream of dreamy faraway lands in which I am a princess or perhaps a queen

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    drew posted an update 6 hours, 38 minutes ago

    The lullaby we first heard while in the womb
    we search for from thereafter until the tomb,
    somewhere in the laughter and the whispers of love, in the silent harmonics of a heartfelt hug, a part of it’s there.

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