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Edge of the World

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by JourneyHorse

by JourneyHorse

Edge of the World

I'm at the edge of the world.

There's nothing holding me back.

I'm off the map.

The water falling below goes from blue to black.

If I fall are you going to catch me?

Or are you just going to sit there...

And watch me disappear?

I'm at the brink of the unknown.

There's no looking back.

I'm beyond the map.

The water's rushing by and pulling me into the tide.

If I slip are you going to rescue me?

Or are you just going to sit here...

And watch me disappear?

I'm at the end of the world.

There's no going back.

I've lost the map.

The water's falling eternally.

If I fall will you save me?

Or are you just going to sit here...

And watch me disappear?