Waters Edge
standing near
the deepest part of
the water's edge,
and peering
into restless
sea, my life
searched for
perfection
so, I drank the
potion and slashed
my wrist and jumped
from the highest cliff,
to greet my own reflection
Posted By: Gregory W Golden Dated 23 Oct 2006
Copyright © Gregory Golden | Year Posted 2006
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