I stand at the top of this building waiting for my chance to fall.
I stand her thinking of you dreaming of the ball.
I am ready.
I step twords the edge and jump off the building.
But will you be ready to catch me.
My feelings fill the sky, love around my bare body.
I fall faster and faster, till I hit the ground.
I gess you werent ready to catch me.
and I jumped to soon.
Now I lay dead, on this ground of everlasting doom.
But next time I will make sure your the one ready.
For I can be caugh.
-Amber
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