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Blending memories with the weighted glare of her disconcerted eyes, I wonder…
Was it my fault he left her for another woman as he gripped her son good-bye?
The drama builds in my terminally odd mind filled with casual complacency
From the ledge I look up at the lucky stars and feel regret rain down from the sky
When suddenly I turn around, it’s her.
As I tumble to my death, I let out a helpless cry.