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Here I stand,
On this cliff on
the edge of the world,
As I look into the Abyss,
And behind me
is existence,
With a choice to return to the world behind me,
Or
fade away.
There you stand behind me,
Calling
out my name,
But I can’t hear your cries,
Like I cried out
to you,
As I existed,
Wishing you hear my words.
I no longer am something,
I
slowly disappear into nothing,
And you continue to cry out my
name,
Wishing for me to come back,
But I am long gone,
Gone
so far into the Abyss.
The void in my heart without you,
Is
so much to carry,
When you are not here,
Not like before,
Only
a shattered wish,
As my mind dies like my heart.
All I hear now is the whistle of the
wind,
And you run to me to grab me before I fall,
Fall farther
into the nothingness,
Here on the edge of this cliff,
And if I
fall,
I fall out of existence.
Will you catch me?