I stand on the edge of a known sea cliff
Overlooking the celestial view of sea before me
The night creeps in
And I am standing here, once again
I stand on the edge of this place
My toes feel the sheer breeze that begins to linger on my face
No warmth ever stays at this place
I passed the sign which read “DO NOT ENTER HERE”
I know it’s because it’s not what it appears
Crystal midnight blue majestic waves
But underneath the site lays a valley of graves
Floating like silk dancing in the wind
Curiosity is its beat friend
At the edge is where we can chose to leap
Leap into this deep blue sea
They told me it would make me feel free
No worries…
Only the pleasure of the sea’s company
The moonlight shines against moving waves
Choppy rhythms, my eyes are locks
Holding me back is this mountain of rocks
This wind, it draws me in
Singing something sweet, alluring me to take this leap
Is it the trill, the moment, this timeless second?
Forget it!
I’ll do it! I jump being lead by my hand
Doing so, I then realize this is the Sea of Glass
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