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your cold blue lips
lost on your pale and frightened face
you breathe in the icy air atop the low—lying building —
you won’t need far to fall.
“look!” someone cries from below
it’s too late to turn back now
you take a small step forward -
all your frozen feet will allow.
you straighten your shirt and flatten your wild, flowing hair
you wouldn’t want them to see you in such a state!
you take one final step in your dirty red converse.
as you fall to ferocious pavement below
you have one final thought–
 
AM I BEAUTIFUL NOW?

(2013)

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