Falling


My limousine is right outside, My Chauffeur would be

glad to give you a ride to the other side.

I know you must be mortified it must be

giving you goosebumps so close to the edge.

You better not be clumsy their is a fine

line between life and death.

Do you believe you’ll be knocked out cold?

somersaulting down a very long flight

of stones steps to a lake of fire?

You can’t postpone dead indefinitely

when your clocks stops so do you.

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I love my guitar, poetry, reading, writing, living life on the edge, Don't worry their no strangers here just strange people, Be sure to let me know you stop bye and let your hair down. Grab some coffee and hope you enjoy.
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