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Ever Sorry by Joanne Tyler
i stand on the edge,
and look about me
and just accross the way,
i see you standing silent in the dreary mist,
i feel the pain, yours too
at once we touched and clung,
reaching out to save one another
from the lonely seas bellow us
untill the land beneeth shook,
and threw me far from your love
so that now i hang again in pain, now only more lonely,
caught on the edge by a rock that pierced my skin, strung high above blackness that would be my relief,
the clear abiss
but im stuck,
blood slowly gushing
flowing, down, and coliding with the salty river that runs from the windows of a soul,
and i look to you the wonder of my life,
i only reached to help,
you turn your back,
there seems no point to fight,
i look accross the seas and see milliions standing lonly,
edging ever closer,to an end,
i see their backs and the discolouration of skin,
the marks the scars where i tried to cling, only to hope
something so false
i poisond your soul,
the deadly liquid flows in the veins from a source only of careing love,
never to be known again,
the bitter truth
the hurt i caused,
was never for you
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