my love matters not…
you have chosen another
leaving me fraught…
on my own to discover.
lingering with hope…
and a soul that aches
desperate to cope…
as my poor heart breaks.
the balcony beckons…
the railing restrains
in just a few seconds…
they’ll discover my remains.
out on the edge…
walking the rail
no more will I hedge…
no more will I fail.
the wind at my face…
my teetering stance
I shall sail with grace…
in my definitive dance.
© Copyright 2008 Gerard Lebel
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