Diving Off Suspension Bridges
Don’t break the spell I’m under,
Or try to uncloud my vision.
Tonight my mind’s made up,
My footing’s secure at the edge,
And my stance is hardly wavering.
My hand’s only shaking slightly
Where it’s bound up in the wires.
The waves are crashing below,
Slapping against the pier
And the pillars holding this whole thing aloft.
The time draws nearer,
Here we go.
Tonight I’m diving off suspension bridges,
This is number 10 on my list.
Are you ready to see my lovely form?
Do I deserve a perfect 10
Or am I off by slight angles?
Will it matter when I’m lying
At the bottom of the ocean once again?
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