if i jump
off the cliff
and end things, they'll be sorry.
then they'll miss me,
all my troubles
will be over.
no more drama
and dealing with crazy
people.
there won't be me around
anymore
to show you a good time.
you step to the edge and look
down.
taking in a big
gulp of air,
and fear.
nothing but sharp rocks
and a sliver of stream a thousand
feet below.
nah.
maybe not.
carefully you step back
and say,
let's go to lunch now,
i'm starving.
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