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One last embrace is exchanged. Pulling away, hands connected together. If we go down then we go down together.
All of the sudden I hear the cracking of bones alike, oh no, the building we jumped off was too short.
Agonizing screams are released from sore throats. Bodies and bones twisting into abnormal shapes.
Light fading into sweet sweet memories of once beloved days.
Times of running through the grass, flowers lightly tickling the skin. Times of awkward moments turning into resolved arguements. Times of reuniting and making everything better. It all came to an end as the water pressure ended up taking the lives of two best friends. (I wasn't paying attention when I wrote this message so I didn't realize that they jumped off a building and not a bridge.)
The question of life itself no longer thought after, life had ended, all was at peace. Though peace within not accounting for the disruption between the kin. Tears soaking into paper cloths and looks of sincerity killing the family's within. Why did they fall? There life's had just begun.
It came to such a surprise to the families. Why had they done that? Don't they realize the pain they had inflicted on their loved ones.
Words and cry's whisped into the night before them, some answers not yet found, some answers never to be found. All they had before them was bunched of dahlias and prints of the smiles of the two friends.
Year after year, graves covered in flowers and goodies to mourn the young ones whose lives were lost all too soon. Year after year on the day of the anniversary, the families shed an ocean of tears, thinking of what could have become of their lives.
Year after year words in-graved in cement faded over leaving nothing but bits of dirt and dried flowers littered above cement patches sunk into the Washington (state) mud.
The end