Along the Edge

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The dark sky erases another
Sunset. Reflections of joy
Barely seen beneath the
Moonlight.

He confused a nightmare with
An opportunity;
Never recognizing the signs,
Too busy
Chasing the dream.

Touched by falling feathers
From the Angels abandoning
His presence. Oblivious
Towards the path stopping
At the cliff’s edge.

Stepping away;
His emotions left to fall.
Touched by the woman
He once scorned. She opens
Her arms, accepting his infinite despair.

All the pain he hid behind
The walls she took, into her bosom;
Helping him cleanse his weeping
Soul.

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