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Jan 2010
I stand only to fall
I fall only to be seen
In the end, it's always obscene
I tend towards anxiety
I dwell on fear
To help you realize
That I am never here
You want me to be close
You want me to hold
But I'm not always there
When it gets so cold
The winter bites close
The summer stays away
The chilling wind blows
And the sky is always gray
The storm draws near
The clouds grow dark
You start to see a tear
Which is going to run stark
The end is in sight
you begin to run fast
You won't even fight
The dreams of the past
You've reached the edge
It's all dark and black
You look over the ledge
And jump...
Without ever looking back
Written by
Matthew Vera
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   April Caddigan
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