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the edge

20 miles below me are cars ruhing by
and i know i shouldnt be here, but i am and i dont know why
but when i felt that PANG,
that feeling in my gut ,
i knew i had to get out, out of that dumb rut
im insane for sitting here, high up on this ledge 
but if you hurt this bad, you too would jump off the edge
and the tears that fall, fall slower than i
for im going down, and i will surly die
 so before i fall and let gravity take me down
make sure you say good-bye and please do not frown.

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