When i am at my worst,
it is you that pulls me from the brink,
that line between life...
and death.
You are always the one i turn to,
when i need someone,
to pull me in from that brink,
that i always seem to get close to.
You are always there,
when i am at my worst.
Whenever i think about crossing that brink,
you always catch me,
with a simple word,
or even just a smile.
You must be my
Guardian Angel,
because you are always there,
whenever i wanted to end it all,
and cross that brink,
and make the final plunge.
I have come so close,
so often, and so many times,
and it was always you,
you pulled me back from that brink,
you stopped me from making the final plunge.
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Written May 20th, 2005
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