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Apr 2016
I was teetering on the edge
I couldn't tell you for how long
Praying that I wouldn't fall
Hanging on, staying strong
After some time there
I was fine, continuing on
Then an unseen force pulled me over
I was gone
I was falling through space and time
Into the distant past
A past of misery and darkness
That I thought I had escaped at last

I am still falling
Falling through the darkness, blind
The edge that was once my refuge is long gone
Out of sight, out of mind

Out of time
My time is up
Written by
Brigette Beck
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