On the Edge
ON THE EDGE OF THE CLIFF, WATCHING OVER THE CITY, LIGHTS FLASHING, CARS
MOVING, COLD WIND HITTING MY FACE, THE NIGHT IS YOUNG, THE MOON IS HALF THERE,
WONDERING WHAT WILL THE FUTURE HOLD FOR ME, SHOOTING STARS ARE PASSING BY,
MAKE A WISH, HOPE IT COMES TRUE.......
Copyright © Jordan Arteaga | Year Posted 2011
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