I stole death

A few times

One night

Stepping into the highway

Making cars swerve

A couple more steps

Crossing the white lines

Cars screaming by.

I stole death one time

Standing on the rail

Of a bridge nearby

Hands holding a lamppost


Wondering if landing on ice

Or pouring through the water

Would silence the mood.

I stole death one night,

I was all alone.

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