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Nov 2018
There was a light in her
like I’ve never seen before.
That purity in a person,
the kind you can’t ignore.
She’d call me from
her bedroom floor
to talk about life,
what we're here for.
But I knew all along
a monster played in her head.
We tried to keep it tamed,
but she was hanging by a thread.
You seemed so content
when you called me those days.
I felt ok for you,
you’d find your way through the haze.
But the next call from you
wasn’t your voice.
It was someone else’s
telling me of your choice.
I cried and fell weak
to the unforgiving floor.
I wouldn’t be hearing
your voice anymore.
I know that you suffered
so greatly, my love.
Just know that I know
you’re smiling down from above.

~kb
For Hannah, who took her life when she was out of fight.
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