I LIVE OUT ON THE EDGE
I live out on the edge of life, sometimes I want to fall,
I scream for people to hear me , but they don't listen at all.
we all need someone to talk to every now and then.
a person we can count on , someone we call a friend.
I live out on the edge of space, where it's all dark, real black.
and sometimes I don't know if I can ever make it back.
I try real hard to make , it but everytime I do,
I don't see the light on the other side, it just doesn't shine through.
BY: Sasha Kauffman
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