5/18/17

Who were you
But someone that pulled me back from the ledge
Without ever knowing my name?

What does it matter to me
When everything you ever created
Has managed to outlive you?

Maybe it’s knowing there will never be another album,
Or knowing the family, friends and strangers you left behind.

Perhaps it’s for how I idolized you —
Taught myself to sing and write songs like you.

The answer is in knowing how it ended for you
When your music told me you understood what I was struggling with
And often kept me from doing the same.

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