Sept/Oct 2009
On a mountain's top, edge of wilderness,
I feel a rush of electricity, then emptiness.
At the ocean's silver edge, waves thunder,
My heart surges wildly, then goes under.
Rushing at the enemy, friends at my side,
Adrenaline rages, then dies; they're not on my side.
We're best friends now, so intense,
Givin' all my love to find you're mere pretense.
To crush any beautiful moment,
I have one formidable opponent,
One day I hope he's killed,
Only then I'll be fulfilled.
Then life won't be unreal
Maybe it'll be surreal.
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