For too long,
have I stood on this edge;
Cruel winds hollowing my back,
tempting the beyond.
For too long,
have I stood on this edge;
The Keepers' hand tight on my arm,
tempting the beyond.
For too long,
have I stood on this edge;
For the promised days' arrival,
tempting the beyond.
Dec 23, 2012
Dec 23, 2012 at 5:59 PM UTC
For too long,
have I stood on this edge;
Cruel winds hollowing my back,
tempting the beyond.
For too long,
have I stood on this edge;
The Keepers' hand tight on my arm,
tempting the beyond.
For too long,
have I stood on this edge;
For the promised days' arrival,
tempting the beyond.
Ty x
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