"A silent river flowing black strange attractions no turning back present danger I recall that pins my senses to the wall back from the edge where the darkness has fled and I'm swimming in light and I'm falling... falling from the edge... back from the edge I fell from grace and that's a fact still have urges I fight back cold decisions wear me thin kill yourself begin again back from the fear that you're not worth a damn throw yourself into light and the rush as you sign from the edge... back from the edge... now and then I wonder where the faces from my childhood have gone like father like son your bones it lives on glowing shadows back from the edge
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