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Jan 2020
jump
jump
jump

they scream

jump

I am on
the edge

with weak
knees

and no
words
on my
tongue

I cannot
feel my
skin

the heat
is melting
me

and I
want
to faint

and fall

so it
will
appear

that I
jumped

maybe I
will hit
my head

on the way
down

and bleed
out

and sink

so I don’t
have to

lose face
John Destalo
Written by
John Destalo  55/M/Harrisburg, PA
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)   
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