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A view of death |
| My love Unanswered I stand on top of my school building. Who will think of me? Who will cry? Nobody comes to mind I jump What normally takes a second, seems, to take… forever Then it’s over. Black, dark, and I regret it, but there is nobody here… Nobody. I lay there waiting, a shadow, not a person, a spirit I look, the figure looks, walks, towards and over, Heavy… heavy feet, press against my chest, and I breathe, not air, Death I wanted it, now, I regret it, Black dark, and I regret it. |