The Leaper

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: June 28, 2010

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My light is off My time is on My clock has stop And my trouble has begun

Your light is on Your time is off Your clock is turned For a life ahead

I love you dearly I want you dearly I needed to stay But I can’t bare this sight

Hand shaking, holding the pole Hand shaking, grabbing the stairs Hand shaking, opened the steel door Leading to the stormy wind

For more than a role of sight, I climb up the ladder leading to the top of the building. The sky has turned black, it’s anger has been smelled by a thousands of people. Lightning with it’s light, flashing through the sky as if the sky is broking to pieces. I’m like a bird…

You’re running in a cab You’re trying to stay You’re trying to reach the time Before I jump… and past away

I heard your screaming, as your hair turned slim, stick to your face. Gosh, you’re so beautiful, although you are crying in your fiance’s hand… The marriage ring is clearly shinning, I can see it from 50 feets tall ahead. I know the man will take you well, for the money and the loving he do. I can’t do that, for I’m a man of sorrow. Farewell, my love… I hope we’ll see each other in heaven…

Hard breathing, rain drifting Hard breathing, balcony turns slippery Hard breathing, you’re scream ripping the air

The times stops…

I get to wake up, feeling my heart beats fast. I’m all alone, with the dark night and the thunderstorm. For mostly, I’m terribly fear of lightning, I was wondering where have I get that nightmare.

Days passed, and the same thing happened. The doctors didn’t helped me much but taking all my money. Sitting in a balcony and watching it happening, I have to say I’m pretty lucky, for that I’m already dead, seeing it all happen to you again, my dear.

Sincerely, The Leaper


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