The Rope Burns

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
Now I stand on the edge, but I´m holding on tightly.......

Submitted: March 16, 2008

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An open sea there is beefore me,
A life of sorrow is a the shore
So to the sea I plead "please drown me!"
I wish to be knocking on the paradise door.
The sky so dark and solemn above
The water below an enticing blue
To one i ask a star to grant me
To the other I ask a wave or two

Now I stand on the edge, but I´m holding on tightly,
The rope burns my hands , and my knuckles are blue,
I squeeze my eyes tight
I loosen my grasp
The chilly sweet kiss of my death at last.


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