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Jun 2018
i wanted to go to my end with dignity
heavy head held high
and eyes dry

i wanted to go out with a bang
a story to remember me by
and a warning

i wanted my death to mean something
saving one life or many
and remembered

i wanted my life to have been fulfilled
succeeding where others failed
and leaving a legacy

now

i want to greet oblivion as a friend
trading tall tails, gifts,
and embracing

i want to go out quietly
a small flicker of flame
and smoke

i want my death to be quick
sliding away easily
and painlessly

i want to slip down the well's bucket rope
reach the frayed end
and let go

h.f.m
Hannah Marr
Written by
Hannah Marr  19/F/Canada
(19/F/Canada)   
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   Edmund black
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