On The Edge

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On The Edge;

I close my eyes

I see concrete

Going down, down

And I can't breathe

Words are screamed

Little is thought

I try to jump

But I cannot

So I stand

On the edge

Foot daggling

Off this ledge

My life flashes

Through my head

Rainy days

And words unsaid

This life: worthless

Atleast to me

Then I look back

I hear her scream

"Don't do it!"

Face going pail

Then I said

Letting go the rail,

"You want me now

Almost dead

You'll regret that

I'm bleeding red."

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