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At
the Edge
By
Robert S. O'Brien
If I could touch you one more time,
Feel your heart beat fast as mine
I’d never ask for any more from life
Just a day to be with you
Just a day made so we two
Could lock the whole world out
And all its strife
But now that cannot be –
You chose and did not choose me
I’m standing on the sidewalk watching you go
Now where’s a place for me?
A place where I can be
Alone with just memories
and alone to think of you, alone to grieve?
So I’ll go to
the waterfall
Where the oceans spill off the world
And fall down through space
for the rest of time
I’ll call your secret name
With only myself to blame,
And I’ll dive into the waters at the edge
It was a long long road,
but I always knew
I was standing at the edge.
I was standing,
Last man standing
At the edge.
Copyright ©
2003 Robert S. O'Brien
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