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Hannah

“I love you too.” She sings
She smiles in her hood and veils her wings
“You’re too funny.” She lies
She uses humor to silence her cries
“It’s my knife.” She says
She uses it to paint her forearms blue and red
“Kill me.” She speaks
She looks to herself to set her free
“Never leave me.” She begs
She’s holding on by a single thread
“It’s my turn.” She smiles
She walks herself down the long and forgotten aisle
“I’m free.” She sings
She smiles in her peace and spreads her wings
“Not yet.” I cry
I take her place as an act of purity and sacrifice
“I love you too.” She says
As she hugs me tight and prepares my bed



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