Risking all at the edge of forever
Dependent on a moment of truth
Who rises? Who falls?
Your dreams are the stars
Can I whisper your name without retreating in shame?
An old prophecy stamped its fate on all who would listen
Is it concern or insanity?
It's never apparent
But somewhere a fire raged into a weakening flicker
Retarded only after the deluge from our eyes
And the thunder in your cries
Marginal victories were the rule of those days
But we could never be sure
Most wins tasted like defeat
Reducing each gain to moments of doubt
But we survived through sacrificing most of our pride
I propose for a moment a respite into solitude
Delay those grand plans
Your life supercedes flirtatious demands
Contact all callers and cement the joy
A new life is about to deploy
It's been so long and left forgotten that I don't recall anymore what this was about or the reason for a few of the lines. It might have had something to do with an old friend who I once had a brief history with, about to deliver a child. It doesn't seem to make much sense to me now but there was a time when it was clear. Or at least less murky.
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