Completely Incomplete

Letting Go Is All I've Held Onto
2005-07-10 03:43:33 (UTC)

Suicidal Land Mark

The air has never been so sweet. Kneeling over a bridge
and watching all the passing lives below you.
The reak of death and call of the reaper far from mind but
close to heart.
Always wanting to take that fate determind plunge, a spill
across the concrete, but never brave ... Not brave enough
to follow through.
Pathetic? Weak? Yes.
Just an inch from the grasp of death ... but already in
the warm clutch of life. Which is closer?




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