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Oct 2018
"We're not cut out for this,
so before we go, one last kiss."
You lean in and I smile,
we stay like that for a while.
We run up stairs,
and I looses my fears.
We stand at the edge,
of the buildings ledge.
You take my hand,
"It'll all be over when we land."
I smile and start to cry,
by your side, I shall die.
KittenKat1
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