My Cliff
I am falling
I rejoice
I am calling
Hear my voice
No one listens
No one cares
I am pissed
and no one spares
Their time of day
A little breath
To watch me pay
With my own death
I love this falling
Love this fear
I hate this calling
No one's near
Arts of the Midnight
Where time is not a boundary for dreams.
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