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i stand
on the
edge of
a cliff
water like
the color
of his
eyes
below me
cold and
uninviting
it does
not want
me

i hold my
words
in my
hands
black inked
fingers
tracing
they flutter
in the
breeze
and make
a rattling
sound
like death
come near

they are
my coffin
and now
i must lie
in it
my blood
will seal
it shut
i will
be in the
dark
forever
and ever

i kick
a rock
off the
edge
wondering if
anyone
is making
their way
across
the dirty
blue
of the
water
it falls
hitting against
the ragged
walls
i can't
see it
anymore

my wings
made of the
purest
silk
brush the
side of
my face
teasing me
with their
softness

i inhale
the bitter
smell of
the ocean
like tears
fallen
in secret
i open my
mouth wide
and take
it in
rolling the
scent on
my tongue

the wind
like fingers
grabs at my
hair and
makes it
fly across
my eyes
the sun
shines
and i feel
its warmth
i look
at it
until black
starts
dancing before
my eyes
warning me

i open my
mouth to speak
but the wind
tears my
words
and steals
them away
the only
words i have
left are the
ones in my
hand

i hold them
above my
head
an offering
my sacrifice
then i
let go
the wind
pushes them into
my face
it makes
a harsh chatter
some begin
to drift
down towards
the sea
wanting
its cold

i have given
up everything
drained my
thoughts
and poured
them onto
the page
now they
are gone
and i have
nothing left

i will make
one last flight
i stretch
my wings
catching the
breeze
feeling the
coolness clutching
at my skin

i jump off
towards
the sun
the glare
blinds me
my wings
flap once
flap twice
and i am
up high
towards
the blue
above me

when i look
down all
i see is the
neverending
blue stretching
out towards
the horizon

i close
my eyes and
taste
the salt on
my tongue
then i let
go

the sea is so
cold