Falling to pieces Falling to pieces Falling to pieces Falling to pieces I am a broken puzzle On the floor at your door You left me there to Pull myself together But I don’t know how These pieces fit Now I am just useless You build me up to knock me down And I letContinue reading “Falling To Pieces”
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Teetering Edge
On the ledge Water’s edge Face to face with death Falling to pieces You’re my glue But what if your presences ceases? Teetering on the cliff The slightest amount of wind And I could plummet Slowly sliding off Will you catch me Or let me fall?
Mercedes Moore 