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Jumper

Sweaty Palms
frozen in place
raw fear in the air
scared of the monster that lurks beneath
terrified of the death it brings
swaying on the edge of blackness
so close to falling off
squeky shoes on the edge
traction disappearing
teetering on the bring of death
fighting fire with fire
battle cry to the end
feet pushing off the edge
soaring in the air
thats why they call me jumper.
Written by LostNMisunderstood
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