Home: Poetry: Jack Deets: Falling 
I cover my ears
And clutch the silence
I close my eyes
>From all the violence

I close the doors
Of this broken heart
I squander these feelings
That have torn me apart

I walk to the edge
And I take a breath
With one last step
I fall to my death


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