Standing On The Edge (A Prelude To An Unforseen Future) Poem by joyce ebrecht

Standing On The Edge (A Prelude To An Unforseen Future)

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Standing on the edge
Life scarcely making sense
Seems to be my sanity
is hanging in the balance...

Dreams we shared exist no more
You knew your time drew near
Now my soul is desolate
My heart is in despair...

Each day I live in solitude,
denial and confusion...
Wishing this reality was merely and illusion...

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