On the edge - original poetry

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I don't know how I could believe

That love is more than a match to gasoline

Chemical reactions burning intense

For a beautiful fleeting moment until there is nothing left

I stand here on the edge

Broken bones and raw flesh

The wounds from your hasty words still fresh

Hollow promises and broken dreams

I'm falling apart rite at the seems

And your the one pulling my Strings

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