Borderline

Borderline

A Poem by Nazca
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Still rough and VERY open to interpretation.

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Standing on this precipice

The way down seems so distant

This pedestal that was made for me

 

Its too high

Its too cold

 

I need to climb away from this

Start my way this instant

Cross the bordeline to be free

 

The edge nigh

Just be bold

 

Strength of personality

Fly down into the masses

Make sense of this disorder

 

Soon to be

I'll be free

 

 

 

 

 

© 2010 Nazca


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Added on October 15, 2010
Last Updated on October 21, 2010

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Nazca
Nazca

Nothern, NJ



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