i stood on a ledge
not knowing
which way i
would fall
muffled voices
heart frozen and still
the pangs
of love
sometimes can be
a bitter bitter pill.
no safety net
no parachute
to catch my
long awaited fall
raw throbbing pain
the horror of it all.
i stood alone
i stood afraid
no one to hold
me close
out on a ledge
precariously awaiting
love's overdose!
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