Wednesday, May 2, 2012


My spirits lifted. I danced on the rooftop, and suddenly stopped. I screamed to the sky, asking why. Nothing seemed to survive anymore. I looked over the 10 stories, and 'smack' came to mind. It was no longer a matter of time, because I had no time left. My mind was conflicted and my heart burned with fury. No one cared anymore. It was bright and the wind blew without a purpose, just like me. I stepped to the edge and spread out my arms like peter pan. My eyes closed.
              I fell again, for the last time.

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