If I make it through I’d like you all to be there.

Everyone I’ve left behind.

I want you all to be there with me.

Those I hate.

Love.

Never met.

Hated even though I never met.

I want you all to be there.

I don’t want to leave anything behind.

I want to take it all with me.

I’ll fill up every suitcase in my house with you.

The carry-ons.

The wheeled ones.

Garbage bags.

Canvas grocery bags.

Filled up with all of you.

All of my life.

I want to take it all with me.

All of it.

I’ll miss you all so much.

I already do.

I want to take you all with me.

Leave nothing behind.

I can’t let go.

I can’t let go.

I won’t let go.

I can take it all with me.

You can’t take it away from me.

It’s mine .

I’ve earned it and I wont  give it up.

It’s mine.

It’s mine.

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