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at the edge of me

 and i would be the bridge 

for you

to walk to me

over me

you have a hold of me

is the edge of my self

 cold to grasp

don’t tell and  i won’t ask


i feel like i’m a bridge

sitting at the edge of me

waiting for you 

step my way 

and not complain 

i won’t walk to you 

i don’t talk to you

but i tell oh i say 


the truth is i lay myself at your feet

everyday

and wait 

for you 

to walk over me

to walk over me

is all you do

so why don’t you choose

to finally reach out 

and meet me

you can’t

then sense me under your feet



the truth is i lay 

everyday

and wait 

for you

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