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1.1k · Jul 2013
the end
hue cloud Jul 2013
her life
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            a
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              d
out of control
she clings tight to whatever happiness she has
her palms sweat from holding on
she begins to slip
her wide eyes glance down
she sees crowds of people watching
no one is ready to catch her

slipping from her happiness
she tumbles away from life
she comes to the end of her fall
as she hits the stone floor
she takes one last look at her life

pain
misery
thats all she sees
blackness overcomes her
then comes a white light
she begins to float softly into the white oblivion

she made it out
she is free
happiness stretches
as far the eye can see

— The End —