On the Edge of Everything I Knew, I Cut the Cord that Kept Me Loving You

I stand on the edge of everything I know, facing an abyss of everything I don’t. There’s not a line in the sand- only me, this precipice…

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I stand on the edge of everything I know, facing an abyss of everything I don’t. There’s not a line in the sand- only me, this precipice, and you- somewhere in the gloaming behind me. I feel that pull to you, and I wonder if I always will, if it will always be this feeling that defines me. Longing and loss and the…