The Verge
i crossed the verge
but,
without you here
i am on the edge
and on the verge of tears
if only we could be together
if only we could be near
if they saw what you see
then perhaps they’d believe in me
i crossed the verge
but,
without you here
i am in limbo
and on the verge of tears
the longing will not go
so i wait for you here
but time moves so slow
i watch others as they move about
and i know my feelings grow
James Garratt – Monday 13th August 2001
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The Verge – Written Monday 13th August 2001 (Aged 26)
