JUMP
Make
a decision in your fractured mind, it’s up to you
if
it’s right or wrong you stand on the edge staring down
into
the void at the people far below.
Do
you remember how you got here or what you did?
None
of that matters now, what only matters is what you do now.
With
tears streaming down your cheeks you jump into space
crying
for your mother as you fall to earth, twelve stories below.
Now
that you are gone who will remember you?
Who
will call your name?
Who
will sing your praise even though you were evil?
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