The Edge

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By suzieQ

A friend, she calls me late She is anything but calm Her heart has met an awful fate And someone has it in his palm She has liked this boy a while But recently she has discovered That her feelings have stacked a pile And love was shockingly uncovered She asks me to shed some needed light "Do I tell him or do I not?" So I told her of my plight The trap in which I was caught I told her that I lost and won That one love game I played I told her that in all my fun My love, it was betrayed But I told her I was glad I am happy for the memories In life's stages, 'twas the best I had For in that love, I had liberties There is an Edge, I told her You can't always stop and stare Sometimes our feelings we must spurr And leap without a care The edge, she says, is safer And this of course is true Leap, is what I told her Leap into that open blue If you look instead of leap You will never experience or learn You will only be granted a peak Of life, and left to yearn So grab a hold of life, of love And keep your heart wide open Dont look forward, down or above And leap, my friend, here's hopin'!

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December 2, 2009 05:04Invisible Poet

Once again, it is kinda sad to read something like this now, at the same time i am so thrilled about the influences you had for this marvelous piece, and once again i have leaped over this cliff, this time it will be myself that takes the leap of faith, and not the one secured to the edge

December 5, 2009 09:42suzieQ

good. leaping is more fun anyway ;)