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Author: Punk'N'Rock Chick
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - General/Poetry - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-18-06 - Updated: 08-18-06 - Complete - id:2232558

standing on a ledge and looking down

balanced on your tight rope like a clown

you don't know which way you want

to turn

looking toward the darkness, feel the burn

don't you know you can't stay there forever?

it'll take you down to never-never

teetering back and forth will drive you mad

and everyone around you feels so sad

can't you see the hand that's reaching out?

don't you know that he has heard you shout?

can't you feel the love he has for you?

can't you see what's false and what's true?

don't you know your precipise is pride?

take his hand and walk along beside

the one who wants to lead you to the light

where the sun shine burns away the night

come on down from there, come with me

and meet the one whose love will

set you free

take his hand and you will see it's true

his love is real and strong enough

for you



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