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Jump.... Off this cliff. Silent voices whisper Just reach, Farther, Below. Touch the river... Jump. Water is blue. And hate is as black As love. Angels don’t exist... Anymore, You clipped all their wings. And if I jump Now, I won’t fly.. I’ll fall.
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Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 5:24 PM UTC
Jump
Jump.... Off this cliff. Silent voices whisper Just reach, Farther, Below. Touch the river... Jump. Water is blue. And hate is as black As love. Angels don’t exist... Anymore, You clipped all their wings. And if I jump Now, I won’t fly.. I’ll fall.
munachi
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Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 5:24 PM UTC
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