A man on a bridge,
Standing on the rail,
I look in his eyes,
Only to see Hell,
A burning flame,
Consuming my heart,
Suddenly something tells me,
We're not so much apart.

I saw his jump,
I saw his fall,
I saw his death,
I saw it all.
And still I wonder,
Why I couldn't move.
There was so much to give;
He had so much to lose.

Another man,
On the ground,
People gathered,
All around,
Everyone is standing,
So they all may see,
This broken man,
on the ground;
This broken man is me.

Life has a way,
Of bringing on this pain,
It pushed and pulled,
This broken man,
until he turned insane,
But now I've found a way,
To make me finally sane,
Push me over,
Pull me down,
End my eternal pain.

 
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