I wondered aimlessly for my lifetime
Until I found the edge
Suddenly the world that had seemed so vast reached a point
And after seemed only blackness
As I stare into the depths ahead of me
I wonder how such a world had formed
And why it chose this point to drop off
And if the blackness was truly empty
I've heard stories of people finding the edge,
But seeing this void causes me to realize;
No story of the edge had ever gone past
My curiosity gets the better of me
I have to know
I take a step towards the drop
Take another
And another
I fall
And the edge grows to cover me up
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Poetry
PoetryI don't know what I'm going to do the day my classmates find this, but until then I'm going to secretly enjoy poetry and there's nothing anybody can do about it. Also, I'll try my best not to be pompous because sometimes my poetry comes off as such...
