Monsters and mentors

March 26, 2017

When you came to me
Bruised, broken, and not free
I listened deeply

When you walked away
Damned, dangerous, and astray
I cried softly

When I heard you died
Everything simply stopped,
I welled up and cried

It was all too fast
Ephemeral cannot last
Your memory lasts

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