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Edge of Almost

You left me stranded on the Edge of Almost,

Teetering on the brink of What Could Be,

Straddling the Point of No Return.

On the border between Love and Illusion,

I perch, terrified to fall,

And have my bones shattered against Reality.


B.P


~sinbound                                 | a 15th century lovestoryWhere stories live. Discover now