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3:35am
Standing on the edge with my arms at my side-
Death whispers in my ear, "Close to you I am...less than a stride."
If I jump will I fly-
Or am I not worth saving, rather let me die?
My life has been lonely, full of deception and pain-
Things like your love would make me want to sustain.
It seems that depression and sadness are all I have known-
You are the one to take me from these things, there is another light to be shown.
Until the day when you are ready to stand next to me, and stand tall-
I say to you...let me fall.