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Falling

You look around as the word crumbles beneath your feet
Suddenly your toes are touching air
In a moments reach your fingers find the edge
As you look to the ground far below
A hand reaches out to save you
But you can't see the face
Sadness fills your whole body
A curse inside a blessing
The hand screams at you to grab
Though it is thin, frail and bruised
Should you take it?
Knowing it is to weak to pull you to safety?
The moment you try to save your own life
Your saviour may fall with you.
So the choice is one to save your own or take another's
Should you let yourself fall?
There is no time to decide
Your fingers start to slip
The hand lunges forward
Barely scraping your finger tips
Finally you can see the face
The person that tried to save you
You reach out a thin frail bruised hand
As the ground reels closer
You closed tear filled eyes
The sound below makes you sick
As once again, too many times
You couldn't save yourself again.