As you've finally crawled
to the edge
painfully close
minutes or ages ago
Dance in the air over the abyss
little time only
to flow
distant of greed
hopeless and sore
April rain warmth
no one follows your steps
'Yet why should I stay ?
unimpressed
to the bitter...'
Light up your throne of pride
lost
into the hall of soundlessness
don't raise the Past
With no remorse
just crush your wasted youth and close
your eyes
forget the fear
step through the crack beyond
The distance hurts
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