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Dec 2014
And I stand there.
High above it all.
I look down on everyone.
All the happy people.
I think to myself "I'm ready to fall"
So I turn myself around and stretch my arms out.
And with one small movement I wait to hit the ground.
As I fall I whisper goodbye.
No tears come out, why cant I cry?
No matter, its all over now I close my eyes and wait for the end.
The end....
I love writing so much
gabriel ackerman
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gabriel ackerman  Pennsylvania
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