I could have jumped,
And gone away.
I could have gone,
And died that day.
But your eyes made me stop.
Your eyes made me stay.
They were filled with sorrow,
And hope, yet fear.
And they are the eyes
That made me stay near.
I saw your loss,
How sad you would be.
I saw how neglected,
You'd feel without me.
So I didn't jump,
And I didn't dive.
'Cause your eyes were the things,
That kept me alive.
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The song of the unfortunates
PoesiaA collection of poems about lots of different matters.