About the poem: Buffy is writing this on the anniversary of her death.

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I've stayed strong
For the longest time now.
I've held my fear
Some way, some how...

I've managed to be this way,
To be so strong, so brave,
Who knew that I would one day,
Make it to my grave.

I never knew that on this day,
I'd be so willing and strong
That I'd just kill myself for them,
For those whom I've loved all along.

I didn't realize how strong I could be,
Until this dreadful day,
When I died and left
All my loved ones to stay...

I guess I'm blabbering about nothing,
But I suppose everyone goes through this stint...
Thinking and thinking and talking,
And finally just losing it...