Over The Edge Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Over The Edge



I thought so eagerly
I sought,
all forever because of thus-You think through me with just-Then being pushed over the edge,
oblivion comes back
and as for us, ' following them where, 'which it flows
into that river of color more after, Each, 'the contribution
these people of richer life, have we made.

Monday, April 19, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: river
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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