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Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Edge of sunshine.

Like a broken vow of a promised toy,
There lies a soul that life destroyed. 
On the very edge of sunshine.

Blinded by love, in love with the dark,
Can't see the stranger that you are,
On the very edge of sunshine.

I like your silhouette in the distant light,
I can make of you what contents my mind,
On the very edge of sunshine. 

This strife is for you, but belongs to me,
And I'm alone in this painful ecstasy,
On the very edge of sunshine. 

(Inspired by the title of Dhup Kinarey.)

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