I stand on the bridge
holding my life treasures
my jewlery
glass trankets
love letters
goodbye letters
poems
suicide letters
journlas
lighter
pictures
i begin to drop
erveryting in the water below
one by one
the last tings in are the pictures
i hold up my lighter
i burn all of the pictures
and watch them fall
to the surroundng water
the picture was of
caitlynn,peter,annie,
hannah,me,devin,
that day in may
when we were cleaning the streets
to be able to graduate
i am done with the lighter
i throw it innthe water
my friends
and my family
are yelling for me
to get off the bridge
to come back home
i turn and look
i find hannah i n the crowd
she has a cd player
playing ima fake
she is crying
she looks up and heads toward me
she grabbs my hand
and steps on the edge
of the bridge
we begin to sing the lyricsto
im a fake
at the en we yell
\"Love is not like anything expecially a f**king knife\"
we hug and squeeze
eachothes hand
look at eachother
and jump
that is our perfect death
