the edge ends here
you'll never cross it
to fall is doom
you believe. it's to scoff
deny what is dear
lest you'll be unfit
we'll ready your tomb
you'll stay where you are
you are who you're not
it's not about you
you are who we've said
you shan't vary far
you'll put your neck in the knot
you try to go through
you'll end up dead
Written by Scott Schoffstall
© December 30, 2010
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