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ON THE EDGE

I felt it could happen at any time

that I would know when

then on the cliff looking out to sea I knew it

the drop enough

enough of a drop

to deal the blow

on the undertow

and though

      the waves were flecked and bright

     the time had come

     for everlasting night.

  

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Guarded Walls

Unguarded

Bombarded

Quick! Hurry!

Retreat!

Before she sees

Build up a wall

Be careful not to fall

Its just too much to bare

Yes, I know its unfair

But I can't

I just.....

I can't! 

If I were to take a wrong turn

If I were to get burned

I don't think I could go on

See, I thought I had the one

Really, truly

She hurt me brutally

I could have sworn...

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Tongue and Cheek

It has taken ahold of me once more.

Basking and marinating;

my life is in limbo.

At a halt,

with a glance,

Hope arises,

and then just as quickly sets as the sun.

Moments are cherished 

but then despised with a gun.

Feeling the chambers loaded with each shell,

the thought it so real, 

so quick,

so painless.

So easy.

But where does that leave us?

Going fo...

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THE CLEANSING TIDE

The child in his arms, such a precious gift,

her sweet little smile would make his heart lift.

Born into a love that none could compare,

baby blue eyes framed with curly blonde hair.

 

Conceived and born on such love filled days,

from the moment he held her he was blown away.

His heart did a flip and his smile was so wide,

his devotion to his daughter could not be denied.

...

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ONE LAST SHOT

The stains upon the bar

tell of many sad tales

of love, loss and tragic lives;

and drink to drown out the wails.

 

Another washed out soul

seeks the solace of the glass,

to wash away the memory

of another broken pass.

 

Another wheeler-dealer,

another gambling god,

another weary player

bet his life upon the sod.

 

The rings around his eyes

mark the t...

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