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Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
I'm living on the edge, I'm dying on the edge, Somehow I feel more obliged on the edge, Strange and ironic, but it seems to be my tonic, Living life, though sometimes in strife, So sometimes feel a little contrite, That's me living on the edge, Sometimes the sky is blue, Sometimes I just feel more blue, Tears come, Laughter fades, then I wonder what has changed, Nothing I suppose I'm just living on the edge, Does it make me confused, maybe but mostly amused, I guess it's good when you can laugh at yourself, So that's just a thought, of something I am, And something I'm not. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Rosebud1229 Good thoughts, good write, good read. |
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Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
thank you seymour, often I write with emotion, don't know if that's a good thing but it does help the inner self. |
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