Off the Bridge

December 28, 2014

No Laughing

No Screaming

No crying

Not even a sound

Climb up the rail

Its summer

So the water isn't too cold

But its night so the water looks black

How deep is the water?

I know how to swim

If not

He will

Help me

He is

Standing

Right there

And so I

Jump

Into the river

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