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on the edge

The barren windy cliff ledge
Her black stained converse
Peering out over the earth wanting to reverse
The pain and anger
Welled up inside her
She can’t stand her reflection
Never having any protection
Bruises hidden from people who might care
By the shaggy tangled blonde hair
She ran from her past
But is scared of the shadows her future might cast
The sun sets overhead
In shades of fiery red
Victim of abuse
From drug overuse
The fifteen years of pain
Drove her insane
Jumped to the ground in a fast hurl
Now lies this girl
Broken and lifeless
The world left her in a mess
Cops finally get there
Its not fair
Parents look down
They stand with fake frowns
On the edge
The barren windy cliff ledge





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