Stay Please

January 21, 2020

All those machines

The beeping never leaving the sync

Those needles and tubes all around

Your now frail body a sight that sent chivers down my spine

My last words hung like stale air

'Stay Please'

But you didn't

Still I speak those words

'Stay Please'

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