As I smiled and leaped from the bridge's edge,

  The wind whispered gently, slowing my pledge.

  In mid-air, a friend's reach, wearied and late,

  I was already embraced by the moon's fate.

  Close to the water's shimmer, eyes sealed tight,

  A fleeting moment, life's reel in swift flight,

  Good and bad memories danced in sight,

  Then, a sudden jolt, and darkness took its height.

  My body met the water's surface, a heavy plunge,

  Weight amplifying, as if caught in a vengeful lunge.

  Deeper I sank, a descent without expunge,

  My eyes shut, pondering, but my thoughts wouldn't lunge.

  Till he arrived, the figure in black attire,

  Coat draped in darkness, with accents of fire.

  Jet-black glasses, a top hat to inspire,

  An unexpected savior amid depths dire.

  He raised me from the river's embrace,

  Into his carriage, a refuge of grace.

  As consciousness returned, head on his lap,

  "Good, you're awake," in a raspy clap.

  His voice, a melody tinted with pain,

  Glasses were removed, revealing the strain.

  His visage, a portrait of hurt profound,

  A depth of anguish in eyes unbound.

  Carefully, he tended to my weakened frame,

  A silent guardian, unnamed in this game.

  "Rest now," he murmured, his voice the same,

  Yet veiled in secrets, untouched by fame.

  I drifted into a slumber's deep hold,

  The carriage rocked with stories untold.

  Awakening again, in a place unknown,

  My savior beside, his compassion shown.

  I pondered why he saved me, stood by his side,

  And began to voice my distress, unhide:

  "Why? Why this rescue, after leaving my side,

  In my darkest hours, where did you hide?"

  A rush of memories, a hit to recall,

  Tears welled, and emotions broke through the wall.

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  As he reached, offering a consoling embrace,

  I recoiled, pushing away from that place.

  Yet Death persisted, his arms open wide,

  After a pause, I crumbled, no longer defied.

  Enfolded in his embrace, tears untried,

  Sobs echoed freely, from deep inside.

  In the silence, he whispered, a soothing voice,

  "Life's tapestry, woven by fate's own choice.

  I've seen despair, where shadows reside,

  But in your eyes, hope has not yet died.

  I saved you not for a sinister scheme,

  But to offer solace in life's raging stream.

  When you asked, 'Where were you in despair?'

  Know, I was there, in the unseen air.

  In moments unseen, I stood by your side,

  In whispers of wind, in the low tide.

  For life and death dance, intertwined,

  I am both adversary and friend, combined."

  I will give you as many chances as you

  Need, so I will give back your soul, and life

  And I will leave a friend so that

  You can trust and talk to him ok?

  As Death embraced me, from his cane he drew

  A radiant prism of hues, a soul's view.

  "This embodies your essence," his voice true,

  A parting gift from realms old and new.

  With tenderness, he laid my form down,

  Gently coaxing my soul, without a frown,

  Back into my being, a delicate crown,

  A whispered farewell, tenderly thrown.

  A gentle peck, a rose in glass,

  Symbols of departure, fading pass.

  His presence waned, in the fading mass,

  A poignant farewell, the moments surpass.

  Moments later, I stirred to find my friend,

  Beside me, tears cascaded without an end.

  With a fragile smile, I embraced him tight,

  Though exhaustion swelled, a silent plight.

  I surrendered to weariness, a tired sigh,

  Allowing him to tend, to my silent cry.

  Whispered reassurance, an earnest try,

  "I'm alright," I breathed a hopeful reply.

  His sobs, a symphony of shared pain,

  Gentle solace amidst tears' refrain.

  In the quiet, emotions did sustain,

  A bond of hearts, through anguish's chain.