There is but one

by expendable   May 9, 2006


There is but one thing that keeps me alive
keeps me on the edge not over helps me survive

you mean everything to me your my every strength
you keep me holding on helping my life run its length

without your hand there to slow my fall
without any doubt I'd end it all

and now that i feel I've lost you completely
all i want to do is slip away discreetly

now i feel theres nothing left for me here any more
i will slip away and watch you close the door

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