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Feb 2014
She stands on the ledge,
Taking a raspy breath,
She is over the edge,
Ready to face death

Her adrenaline is overwhelming,
It is beginning to grow,
She wants to be free ,
Just to finally go

Life is like a game,
But she already lost,
She has everything to shame,
Her defeat comes with a cost

Her face is expressionless,
As she glances down,
Filled with a rush of happiness,
Death calls with a seductive sound
Ariel Leann
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Ariel Leann
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