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Aug 2019
I saw the pretty sights below,
The pretty people,
oh what a show.
I saw all the cars driving,
down the two way,
busy road.
I saw the edge of the building get nearer, and the goals in my mind
became even clearer.
The tips of my toes over the
edge of that ******
city ledge
I turned around
And squeezed my eyes tight
wanting my last thoughts to be
of the city lights.
I heard the whistling
as i fall backwards
From that drop,
from that high sky
City roof top
My mind started reminding me
of things that mattered
A little too late
as I hit the sidewalk with a
splatter
I fell from that roof long ago, but instead of falling to my death, that was when i lost my head. In all reality, physically im fine, its just those inner thoughts that are too intertwined.
Written by
Nevaeh Lynn  18/F
(18/F)   
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