White candleSitting nextTo the fireWick alitSlowly runningPushing tenderlyOver the rimPouring downOnto theStained wood tableBuilding aLuxurious reservoirLava running wildOut of the mountain topPushing onwardSlowly oozingTowards the seaBlindly consumingEverything in the pathUnaware and focusingOn the …
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The Edge
THE BLADEI felt the bladeDigging intoExposed raw fleshDragging me towardsThe edgeNot wanting these emotionsTheir darkness presentMy fear bindingThen the gushWords, tears, snotFlowing into the chasmFelt withinA damn breakingAllowing forSmall fresh breaths of airSharing withA dear friendNo allowing …