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Every time I here sirens, I think of you. I think of the lights I saw. The reds and the blues. I had no idea it was you. And to this day, I still flinch at the thought, that it could be someone else I care about.

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akatelyn19

25 / F

For You?

Written by

akatelyn19

25 / F

Published

Sep 17, 2020

Time

1m

Notes: Shared from my drafts. About the day I lost a friend to suicide.
Tags: #sad #sirens #ambulance #emergency #red #blue #thoughts #drafts #sadness

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