Fight til the death

by katie   Jan 20, 2006


It started out nicely
on a fine sunny day
intending to bushwalk
and return by midday

the weather truned foul
halfway up the track
they decided to chance it
and didnt turn back

they waqlked on bravely
as the rain started pouring
it changed the atmosphere
not a bit boring

they struggled to stay
upright as the walked
to keep spirits up
they continued to talk

but the trouble now was
they couldnt see the track
and without it there seemed
no way to get back

as they walked on
she was starting to tear
which disallowed her from seeing
the cliff that drew near

in one small slip
she was over the edge
lucky for her
she was on a thin ledge

he wasnt sure now
what quite he should do
he wanted to be with her
but the ledge wouldnt hold two

so he told her he\'d see
if he could find a rope
and to hold on to the edge
and to not give up hope

well she clung to the edge
til her fingers were stiff
but she hold on still strongly
afraid she would slip

he came back quite soon then
a rope wasnt found
but he had an idea
and lay on the ground

he reached down to her
but it was no good
he couldnt reach her
and nothing there could

starting to panic
he told her to stay
said he\'d get some help
but not far away

but before he left
she yelled out goodbye
she said that she loved him
and started to cry

he left for a moment
he said he\'d be back
but just as he got up
he heard a loud crack

she wasnt that heavy
but the rock wasnt strong
he\'d thought it would hold
just not for that long

hearing the crack
he turned around
only in time to see her
crash to the ground

he sat down and cried
it was his fault she fell
he tried to find his phone
there was no one to tell

he\'d killed his girlfriend
it was his fault she died
well that wa his theory
but in truth he\'d tried

how was he to know
the rock wouldnt hold
how was he to know
the rock was too old

he briefly considered
jumping down too
he looked at the edge
and suddenly knew

he could quit life like a wuss
or copy her plight
she tried to stay alive
and went down with a fight

so shaky and cold
and soaking wet too
he got up to find
the track they came through

a week later her service
and her gravestone read
\"will never stop fighting,
even now that shes dead\"

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