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There I stood at the precipice
Trying to find the meaning of life
Looking down into the dark abyss
In my back, the feel of the double edged knife
Jump, my mind raced, into that deep dark well
It will be over fast, and who will care?
I could pretend I stumbled, accidently fell
This pain so great, so open and bare
With my heart closed off, and no way in
I had turned my back to this savage world
I was an island, a loner, a forgotten friend
A woman in tears, yet a little girl
Now I look back to that dreadful day
When I was so ready to end it all
I wonder what held me close at bay
Why had I not taken that longing fall?
I haven't found the answer I long ago sought
I thought jumping would end the tears
Instead the tears are mine that I bought
All I know is that I'm still here.
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