I'm standing on the ledge
Insanity pushing me towards the edge
I can see for miles
High up on this mount
The cliff face I'm standing on
Miles high
I feel as if I can touch the sky
I fling a rock and watch it fly
Wonder how long it'd take to hit the ground
The gravity is calling me
Wrapping it's tendrils around my feet
I can hear it calling my name
Whispering promises in my ear
Begging me to jump
Calling me to it's lair
A gently breeze starts to blow
Ruffling the leaves in the nearby trees
Running it's fingers through my hair
I wish you were here
Holding onto me
Keeping me from jumping
Letting gravity have it's way with me
Gravity won't have to force me
For I'll willingly go
Anywhere it calls me
I'll follow it anywhere
I climb into a tree
Longing to see more of the world
I walk out on a branch
Letting out a scream
On the count of three
I'm giving into gravity
One, two,
No wimping out now
Three and fall
Into gravity's waiting embrace
And as I start to fall
I look up
And see your heartbroken face
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