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Thursday, September 30, 2010

On The Edge..... Extinct


Wounds invisible to you
Silent tears I've cried
Crossing lines you drew
Must be bleeding inside

On the edge
a wounding word
on the edge
a twisted thread
on the edge
the stinging stirred
on the edge
it's rusted red

You always pushed me away
Ignored my helpless pleas
I'm alone and I'm afraid
and crawling on my knees

Closer to being Extinct
You can't hear me calling
Only dark and pain exists
I'm losing grip and falling

Deeper down and faster I go
Above me is fading light
Only dark emptiness below
I've got no strength to fight

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