By The Edge

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Push me over the edge.

Just do it.

Let my body fall through the refusing wind.

Push me over the line.

Down the hill.

Just a little bit closer.

I'm standing by the edge and I feel the wind enclose itself around my freezing body.

So close.

All I need is a small push.

I look down.

So close.

All I need is a small push.

Will you be the one?

The one to make my feet slide over the edge and let me gasp as I feel my heavy body slowly come in contact with the hard and cold ground.

A loud sound will echo through everything.

Into the eternity of the closest ones' ears.

To be replayed.

I'm standing by the edge.
Push me down.

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