Letting Go

I had no choice, I had to let her go
Yes, mountains can be cruel and cliffs severe
No arm of flesh can stop the final blow
Nor hold forever what we hold most dear
And so my hands grew weak and loosed their grip
I saw the terror in her eyes, the fright
My fingers felt the sudden subtle slip
Of skin I had caressed that very night
The space between us frighteningly grew
The gravity of life had come at last
Where everything you ever thought you knew
Is blown away by one cruel, final blast
And as I fall I send my love my love
Whose life is saved on solid ground above

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