As The Wings Of Perfect Flame Glow Out Of Passion.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

11:13 pm

I felt the air. It was cold. Cold and mocking.
I saw the horizon. It smiles on me as I stand here.
This is the moment I anticipated.
The moment to prove myself.

I saw the faces of the people as I gaze down.
I can hear their muffled screams as I shift a little closer to the edge.
At last, it's time.
Time to surrender to the world. Surrender to life.

I shifted even closer.
I took a final look at the mocking sun.
It seems like it could shine forever.
I cannot wait for that. The time is now.

I want to feel the pavement.
I took my last breath.
Jumped to the endless gray pavement.
I smiled and I closed my eyes.

Darkness...

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I don't want to feel this way forever.
A dead letter marked - return to sender.

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