Waiting for Someone
Waiting here alone. Sitting on the edge of my cliff. Ready to dive off when I can't take anymore. I'm waiting for something but I don't understand for what. When all of a sudden a person walked into my dark life. He took me and drug me away from the cliff. He drug me into an open grassy meadow. It was filled with beautiful flowers. "You can stay here" he said "no one will hurt you here while I am here." He stayed by my side the entire time, while the storm rolled through. And he never left.
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