I stood there at the edge of the abyss
uncaring to jump
uncaring to leave
my world could turn upside down at any second yet I refuse to move away from that which could cause harm
but I refuse to leave knowing the consequences that my actions would bring
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Crossing the dark moon
PoetryIt is up to every man to choose what path they follow. Whether it be in fairness or out of spite, the choice is up to the individual at the end of the road
