He wondered
"Can I fly?
I like the heights,
I love the view.
To see the city
At this view
Is amazing.
I want to fly
Like a bird.
Will I live?
Will I die?
Will they miss me
If I do?
Honestly, I doubt it.
They barely know
I'm even in the room.
What will happen?
The love I have
Is fake.
There's nothing in it
That is really love.
I could die, and
She wouldn't even know
I'm gone.
It's easy,
Just like this.
3....
2....
1....
I jump...
It'd be painless,
Easy,
Fast.
I'm going to do it"
So he counted in his head
3....
2....
1....
He jumped
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 1:31 PM UTC
He wondered
"Can I fly?
I like the heights,
I love the view.
To see the city
At this view
Is amazing.
I want to fly
Like a bird.
Will I live?
Will I die?
Will they miss me
If I do?
Honestly, I doubt it.
They barely know
I'm even in the room.
What will happen?
The love I have
Is fake.
There's nothing in it
That is really love.
I could die, and
She wouldn't even know
I'm gone.
It's easy,
Just like this.
3....
2....
1....
I jump...
It'd be painless,
Easy,
Fast.
I'm going to do it"
So he counted in his head
3....
2....
1....
He jumped
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