Too Late

February 3, 2011
I reah out for you in the night

crying out in my dreams

I need you, please save me

before it's too late

Standing on the 13th story balcony

looking down

wind whipping my hair

I can't be wrong

one step and I'm gone

one word and I'm not

my feet are slipping

my palms are sweating

and now I'm falling




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