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At The Edge!

I'm falling slipping holding on to the edge.

Which is as thin as a tiny window ledge.

I can see the sharp pointy sure death rocks below.

A figure approaches friend or foe.

I say "I have to do this on my own.

He says, "You want to fall yes or no".

He smirks it's an almost sort of friendly.

He grabs my hand and starts pulling me slowly gently.

Just as I'm near the top.

He lets go I start to fall the eternal drop.

Wondering will it ever stop.

I look up all I can see.

Is him laughing cackling down at me.

I growl so angry and frustrated.

Miss nice sweet girl is highly over rated.

I pull my self up just to spite him.

He blinks growls I grin.

But he starting to shrink.

I can see it in his eyes he knows ill make it.

I'm almost proud.

As I climb up in my own time I look up and can just about see the top.

July 1st2002

Tracey Robertson