Category : Poems

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You are weak, my friend. 

I see you hanging off the edge of that cliff, your hands quickly slipping, trying to hold on with all your might.

 I would feel sorry for you, if I gave a care. Now I just laugh.

 I put my foot on you hands and kick. Oops.

 I watch as you fall many, many feet, screaming.

 Goodbye, my friend.