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Ey ey eeey! Some feels, i guesssss.
Wrote a little song/poem- tingy with it. It's basically Octavia singing about how she and Vinyl had a fight, and she basically told Vinyl to leave, so she did. But then there was this accident, bringing Vinyl into a coma.
So that's where the song goes about.
Chorus, Yay. Here goes nothing:
Vinyl you've been now asleep for so long.
Now i'm singing to you, what is left of our song.
Is this goodbye?
Is this farewell?
I can't look at my cello without blaming myself.
Is this my fault?
Is this what i've done?
Were you already broken before this began?
I feel like i'm drowning, in an ocean so deep.
Vinyl, dear, please wake up soon
from your eternal sleep.