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May 2013
A simple jump,

like so many others.

Only this one would be defining for so many people.

She was at the very end,

nothing was worth living for.

She had made up her mind when she stepped off with her eyes closed.

But as she felt herself fall she realized

that this isn't what she wanted,

she needed to live,

to live and fix all her mistakes, say a few sorries.

There was so much she hadn't said to those that cared about her

and that she cared about.

How did she forget them right before she jumped?

But now there is nothing to hold on to but air.


It's to late.
Alice Kay
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