Embrace

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By Josh.....

The coal etched sky, a few lonely stars A single tree, a rugged cliff Dark air so think, fogging up the mind Hard to breathe, impossible to think Consumed in fire, lungs about to burst Friends all gathered near Little tongues of fire Face’s lit with the glow Handpicked flowers everywhere They adorn her favorite tree The time is right No one watches He sneaks away To be alone Drawn to the edge Leaning over the bloodthirsty rocks A wind blows up she whispers softly Ears alight with her soft voice Her face appears in the waves below Embracing her tightly he takes the leap

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March 14, 2011 14:05Truly Waiting for Hope

also very sad..