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On the Edge

Breath in Breath out Breath in and Breath out What have I done What could have cause it How did I end up here How did I go from the life of a millionaire With endless resources and power To cleaning out garbage cans on 5th Ave Fast cars good food to holes in shoes and rotation Having the love of my to losing her in a blink of an eye From holding her one day to rubbing her hand next to the hospital The warmth of her lying on my chest to the cold isolated casket I still have money but why do I choose to live this way What has but me on the edge of ending my life As walking this fine line of life and death What has keep me in this endless state of mind What gives me hope to continue on Buy flowers and put it at her feet and go on with the day Alcohol and drugs won’t be able to fill the void I feel From the kiss of her lips I miss The smile when I wake up in the morning The smell I come from the bathroom The dance of elegant that we have had in the morning air What has put me on this edge I sit there under the trees thinking what put me here on this edge It has been a year since I seen her I feel her when I am asleep I hear her in my ear I smell her still on my clothes Each breeze that comes over my face warms my heart Will I ever come out of the grievance Return to the place we live final after a year as if we left it Clean up and put on the necklace that reminds me of you Return to the grave super glue it to your grave Now I need to return back to the life that I have created for us Because I know in this heart where you lie forever That you would not want me on the edge of life Keeping me from walking this fine line of life and death And I have chosen life or death Happiness over turmoil Light then darkness And I see the life at the end of the tunnel And that light is and always will be you

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