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Have you found the edge of the world yet?
They say it's just a myth,
But I go there all the time
To sit and think, and stare into space,
And wonder at my relevance.
Have you found the edge of the world yet?
It's really not far off.
Go left on Main and down towards Broadway;
I'm sure you'll spot it right away.
Don't worry 'cause I'll wait for you.
Have you found the edge of the world yet?
It's where you and I collide.
And I know you haven't been there yet,
But I'll be waiting for you
Like you're waiting for me.
They say it's just a myth,
But I go there all the time
To sit and think, and stare into space,
And wonder at my relevance.
Have you found the edge of the world yet?
It's really not far off.
Go left on Main and down towards Broadway;
I'm sure you'll spot it right away.
Don't worry 'cause I'll wait for you.
Have you found the edge of the world yet?
It's where you and I collide.
And I know you haven't been there yet,
But I'll be waiting for you
Like you're waiting for me.
Literature
crying tree
When theirs nothing to eat
I feed you sweets
When you cry if you hold me to your hart
I can feel your pluse.
Wehn your not near
I go to the crying tree
Waiting
Crying
Til your near me again
and the crying tree holds my hand
and helps me stand
the lonelyness.
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The Journey
Beneath my skin, my veins pulse with desire
To know why I am here.
As I journey to find the answers to life,
I sail through the monotonous seas
That stretch forever beyond the horizon.
As my ship sails towards the dry land,
Mountains tower before me,
Filling me with both awe and intimidation.
But the mountains are eroding as time passes by,
Into merely fragments of what they once were.
I move my eyes and watch the glaciers
Melt slowly into rivers.
But even though they disappear,
They melt to provide water for all life on this planet.
You could say rivers are created by glaciers for a purpose.
I ponder those mountains and glac
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Tied Noose
Tied noose around my neck.
I'm crying, scared as heck.
Why is thinking an ease?
Shouldn't acting be a breeze?
Wanted to jump, but I call you.
Everyone says "right thing to do."
No matter what I can't die.
Brain just won't let me try.
So many thoughts I've had before,
I can't even count anymore.
I'm tired of playing this game.
Recovery should be my aim.
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I find mental illnesses really fascinating and very sad so I was trying to explore it.
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I absolutely love how each stanza begins with the same line, it just makes all of them connect. You did a wonderful job exploring mental illness, !