Standing.
On the edge of a cliff.
One step to death.
One step to live.
One must chose which way to go
Life?
Death?
We may never know.
Death.
To close your eyes
Hold back tears.
Lose all your fears.
Life.
To have great friends
Holding your hands.
Feet able to feel the sands.
Some times one may sound sweeter than the other.
But when it comes to the step
What do we chose?
Standing.
On the edge of a cliff
One step to death.
One step to live.
