Can you look down upon me
From the ledge I cling to
And be able to turn
And walk the other way?
Could you ignore the pleas
Of an already shattered heart?
Could you ignore the pleas
Of a spirit killed by this world?
Could you turn and walk away
And not feel anything at all?
Not pain nor guilt?
Not sadness like mine?
Could you turn and walk away
And not think of the burden
You will have to carry everyday
Until the last beats of your dying heart.
Could you truly be that heartless?
Heartless enough to walk away
From a life hanging by a thread.
A life like your own.
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