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Falling from the top floor, the crowds standing at the windows wave goodbye to your life.

The only thing to break your fall, a car or concrete pavement.

An outline drawn in chalk the perfect shape to fit the broken bones inside.



Lying on the ground half dead, a girl screams loud:

“He jumped from off the roof I saw it with my own eyes is that not proof!”

“I won’t sleep for a week” she cries.

The first officer on scene moves the passers by down the street so not to see me die.



I want to die, never breathe life.



Running from the truth.



I never had success in life.

I wanted to impress the world, grow old and have kids and a wife.

I failed my attempt to be an ordinary man.

I’ve only got myself to blame for losing control.



I want to die, never breathe life.

Never see this world again.



I no longer want to breathe life, for this is my sacrifice.

The sparks are dull in these eyes, saying my final goodbyes.



Never breathe life.

Never to see this world again.