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Today I felt the urge to fall down a flight of stairs, and when I say fall I mean,            jump,                      plummet                                    and plunge. I wanted to feel something, a pain that wasn't already carried within me. I could imagine the weightlessness I  would have felt as my body relaxed, how time would have appeared hampered as if altered by my sudden descent. That numbing pain as each step would buffet my spine and finally the  ominous silence that preludes my last breath while my misery pools around me glistening for all to see. though sadly... .             I live in a bungalow
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Aug 21, 2017
Aug 21, 2017 at 6:24 AM UTC
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Today I felt the urge to fall down a flight of stairs, and when I say fall I mean,            jump,                      plummet                                    and plunge. I wanted to feel something, a pain that wasn't already carried within me. I could imagine the weightlessness I  would have felt as my body relaxed, how time would have appeared hampered as if altered by my sudden descent. That numbing pain as each step would buffet my spine and finally the  ominous silence that preludes my last breath while my misery pools around me glistening for all to see. though sadly... .             I live in a bungalow
Vertical, ever get that sudden urge to jump off something you know you shouldn't ? My first non- rhyming piece, hope you enjoy :)
#jump#demon#death#staircase#home#bungalow
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demonatachick
Aug 21, 2017
Aug 21, 2017 at 6:24 AM UTC
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