Waters Edge

by Gregory W Golden   Oct 23, 2006


Standing near the
deepest part of
the waters 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

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