We've both been through hell.
You a little more than me.
We ended up doing well.
But always will remember,
The hours,
Of pain and hurt.
Yearning for freedom,
From this hospital bed.
Yearning for a milkshake,
From McDonalds.
Wondering at school,
"Is Anna okay?"
"What happened to Kris?"
You have been close,
to leave here.
As have I.
Although the pain,
still lingers on.
I wonder,
will you be alright?
 
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