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The EdgeMy footsteps loudThe Edge by ~kittymmeow
in the silence.
I step down the
crumbling stairs.
Ghosts flit
about the edges of my vision.
I know where I am heading
but I do not know why.
The end awaits me
at the end of this tunnel.
Cold seeps into my limbs,
I feel myself getting closer -
Closer to the edge.
Shadows deepen
and a cold wind blows.
All I have known
fades in the dimming light.
Minutes, hours, even days
seem to pass as I walk.
Time seems to slow.
It is near.
Haze covers the ground, and ahead,
I see the ground suddenly end.
The end is close, my thoughts say.
But my feet still move, closer -
Closer to the edge.
My feet see to move
Sta.sh
