THis is the best fanfiction freeversei have ever read. Mostof them just sound like a person talking in a bunch ofreally short sentences. This one had almost... anonexistant rhythm and rhyme.

It had great imagery, and i love the last few lines.

remember that evening in the intensive care unit? when you swore on

bright pink jello and the plastic wrist band you wouldn’t

ever

go

but you did

Rog

I thought that was an awesome ending. It was sad, but you some how made it funny with the line about the jello and the wrist band. It almost had the feeling of a hospital. Trying too hard to be happy in the ever present misery.

The poem really sounded like mark's POV. It was amazing.

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*has no words*