Meeting a friend,
Seeing my parents as adults, real people.
Trying things I never thought I'd try,
Holding power...
... so much that they wanted me to kill someone.
I cracked.
I ran.
I climbed things,
Gunshots trailing behind me.
Crying,
Knowing how this would end...
I climbed to the top.
And I jumped.
In the three minutes that I fell,
Do you know what song I sung in my head?
A happy one.
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