Fly


She ponders on a choice.
life or after life.
Her mind is a pure blank.
She has never understood her pain.
Only that it comes from her heart, her soul.
No one cares she thought.
No one will notice her being gone.
And so she does it.
She does the most selfish thing a girl could do.
She ends it.
She has gone to meet jesus in his glory.
Little did she know all the love she left behind.
How did she do it?
She jumped.
She thought as she fell to her death.
Angels can fly.

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