I want you to imagine this.
you sit, on the edge of a cliff,
picture the cliff,
slowly, you look over the edge,
imagine the sea
the water below looks blue, so blue,
feel the shiver
and really, it's not that far a drop,
see the reflection,
you tip over the edge, gracefully plunging,
hear the wind,
the shock as you hit the water,
taste the salt,
the icy shock clears your brain,
shake your head,
and then, slowly, you begin to swim down.
imagine that.
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Pulvis et Umbra
Poetrywe write our stories on the silver black clear canvasses of our lives these are my stories i build them so you can relate and perhaps we won't be so alone *** "I really love these poems. They help me find myself in worlds where there is no one lef...
