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The Fall
I have entered the path of self-destruction
The shadows of the past looming over me
Those ones that elected me at birth
That permeated my being and whispered in my ear
Dark thoughts and mesmerising ideas
Of getting a tad closer to the edge
The emptiness calling me
What would it be like to get closer?
Have a stone roll under my feet
Falling and ricocheting
Getting lower
Disappearing
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