over the edge
I see the edge I feel the fear, I know its nothing to feel so queer.I run from the edge to hide my past, Fear is something that cannot last.
over the edge
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Tags: Dark Poetry
I run from the edge to hide my past, Fear is something that cannot last.
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graceladymn commented on over the edge
09-13-2009
- Fear doesn't last, as for your past, it only holds fright if you don't embrace it as part of your worthy journey to where you are and that keeps one stuck fear of others finding out (think of it who ever when dying stops to think of something horrible someone else did? so, in the long run who is going to care about past actions? no one but you), the fear not so much the actions, for we as persons are not actions we are always movement. As for the edge the great part of that is somehow there is always somewhere that we land, so heave ho. ;)
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hdmac commented on over the edge
09-13-2009
- Too short to find the true meaning. Need to explain the fear more.
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