I’m over the edge now. Far beyond your dreams. So you come looking for me now in the star bespangled night. Well I don’t mind. I close my eyes and let you talk. Your hands carress me, but I feel it not.
I like edges. They are fun to jump off. You should try doing it sometime. They usually lead off to a ever long drop but that is what I like about them. I’m going to name my child edge. He shall be good with the ladies.
im always on the edge and im never over it. i sit here by myself and i can see people on either side having fun and living but i can never choose which side i want more. i’m alone here and also it’s really sharp.
Lots of things happen whenever I’m teetering on the edge of wakefulness, where a millimeter from my toe I can see the steep staircase that goes down to my version of dreamland. Sometimes I imagine what tomorrow would be like by taking a risky glance behind me, checking the shape of my footprints. Sometimes I just look ahead, pretending that I’m some sort of a tightrope walker that needed to get to the other side. Either way I’m at an impasse, and until winds from my memory would push me into the abyss, I would stay transfixed at that position for as long as I can.
One of my favorite songs by John Mayer is called “Edge of Desire” I saw him in concert with a few of my friends — one of whom I was in love with for about 5 years. There’s a line in the song that goes, “I’m scared you’ll forget about me.” We are just friends now, and have been for a long time, and we’re about to move away from each other in a serious way, as I’ll be getting married to my boyfriend of three years. I always think about him when that song plays, though, because I sort of thought he’d just always be here. But we’re grown up now.
on the edge, feeling like falling or failing or running in the opposite direction. to be in search, endless search but still feel at the end, at your wits end, the beginning of the end, on the edge.
Dangerous, do you have time?Don’t push me because…
Do you like to have edge? I am a risk taker, a rebel.
Sharp, harsh. Pain, regret, anger.
Everything seen heard, rushes by in a hard watercolor blur.
Standing on the edge. One little misstep and it’s all over. “What am I doing here?” he thinks. “This isn’t some practical joke.” It could be. He is a funny guy. But he’s also a klutz, so this could be extremely problematic at the punchline.
the edge is smooth, as crisp as the sun.
the edge is as sharp, amounting to one.
my edge is free restricted to none.
for i am the edge, a melodramatic cunt.
I’m on the edge, on the edge of the world. people cant see me, but i can see them.
its dark but i can still see the sun, it makes me worm even though its cold,it makes me smile when I’m sad, I’m on the edge of the world
on the edge of the shelf sat the bottle
reflecting glints of gold in the late summer afternoon
she stared,
and waited
and wanted
and reach
let go, and it shattered, spilled all over the floor
edge of the mountain. edge of your mind. live each day to edge of every possibility. dream each night off the edge and beyond. dream big, and live amongst the stars. fly across to the end of the universe and jump of the edge. LIVE.
there i stood, at the edge, wondering what would happen if i jumped. knowing that no one was here, watching, going to stop me. would they notice, would they care. i know they would.
I turn around and say good bye to the edge, forever
I am on the edge people. I have never felt so crazy. You better back up, ’cause I have a knife, and I’m gonna cut deep. Step away, step away, because I know you won’t help me even if I wanted you too….
the cutting. the epitomy of cool style. sharp, it hurts. you run into it and and fucks with you throbbing dogeing dressing exhale walk out the door edgy. need not say no more
i have an edge over my class fellows
tryng to get esge makes u succeed
table is having sharp edges
I’m over the edge now. Far beyond your dreams. So you come looking for me now in the star bespangled night. Well I don’t mind. I close my eyes and let you talk. Your hands carress me, but I feel it not.
I like edges. They are fun to jump off. You should try doing it sometime. They usually lead off to a ever long drop but that is what I like about them. I’m going to name my child edge. He shall be good with the ladies.
im always on the edge and im never over it. i sit here by myself and i can see people on either side having fun and living but i can never choose which side i want more. i’m alone here and also it’s really sharp.
edge me out. cutting edge. edge of the world. the edge. trim the ‘edge. ‘edge fund. edge of night. edge shaving cream. edge edge!
It makes me think about this one time when my friend threatned to jump of the edge of a bridge. Italked her out of it though, I forgot her name.
Lots of things happen whenever I’m teetering on the edge of wakefulness, where a millimeter from my toe I can see the steep staircase that goes down to my version of dreamland. Sometimes I imagine what tomorrow would be like by taking a risky glance behind me, checking the shape of my footprints. Sometimes I just look ahead, pretending that I’m some sort of a tightrope walker that needed to get to the other side. Either way I’m at an impasse, and until winds from my memory would push me into the abyss, I would stay transfixed at that position for as long as I can.
on a cliff there is an edge at some point .
i sat the apple cider on the edge and with a smile absolutely insisted that you take it. the topic was harsh but warm in the end, and we got through.
One of my favorite songs by John Mayer is called “Edge of Desire” I saw him in concert with a few of my friends — one of whom I was in love with for about 5 years. There’s a line in the song that goes, “I’m scared you’ll forget about me.” We are just friends now, and have been for a long time, and we’re about to move away from each other in a serious way, as I’ll be getting married to my boyfriend of three years. I always think about him when that song plays, though, because I sort of thought he’d just always be here. But we’re grown up now.
OK I just want to see what happens.
I already wrote on ‘edge’. Not doing it again.
My knees are hanging over the edge of the bed right now
Don’t lay to waste
your precious days
ruminating over trifle things.
Too much of value
slips past the edge
when led astray
by quick distractions
And bathed in light
or deep in shadows,
this too shall pass.
From dawn to dusk
on our brief journey
fleeting sparks
ignite our lives–
We rob ourselves
of precious value
when we fail to notice
what gives us life:
for the moments
we long for
are the memories
we live for.
on the edge, feeling like falling or failing or running in the opposite direction. to be in search, endless search but still feel at the end, at your wits end, the beginning of the end, on the edge.
im on the edge of glory the edge the edge im on the edge of glory.the edge of glory lady gaga. :D is awsomely hot
an edge of something is the end. for example the edge of a mountain.
Don’t fall off the edge.
Be careful not to get to close to the edge.
edge the end of something.
Dangerous, do you have time?Don’t push me because…
Do you like to have edge? I am a risk taker, a rebel.
Sharp, harsh. Pain, regret, anger.
Everything seen heard, rushes by in a hard watercolor blur.
You will fall of the edge if you get close.
Don’t get too close to the edge.
Standing on the edge. One little misstep and it’s all over. “What am I doing here?” he thinks. “This isn’t some practical joke.” It could be. He is a funny guy. But he’s also a klutz, so this could be extremely problematic at the punchline.
a sharp long drop.
i fell of f the sharp edge
As i stand at the edge of the cliff i feel the wind passing through my soul,the birds singing,i feel …alive
Don’t push me cause i am close to the edge.
the best thing ever to come on line,bless up you all!
the edge is smooth, as crisp as the sun.
the edge is as sharp, amounting to one.
my edge is free restricted to none.
for i am the edge, a melodramatic cunt.
I’m on the edge, on the edge of the world. people cant see me, but i can see them.
its dark but i can still see the sun, it makes me worm even though its cold,it makes me smile when I’m sad, I’m on the edge of the world
I almost fell off the edge of a mountain.It was a long fall.
as i stand on the edge of a mountain i look down and i see a town and when i look up i see a world at the edge of the mountain
one day i was walking along the side of a cliff all of the sudden i fell . there was a river beneath me.i fell into a boat
They have really done it now, they pushed my buttons.
I am over the edge. Beyond sanity.
I know I have to work through this but have no want to do so.
the edge of the cliff was really high up. and the edge of the can was really sharp. i jumped off the edge of the cliff.
on the edge of the shelf sat the bottle
reflecting glints of gold in the late summer afternoon
she stared,
and waited
and wanted
and reach
let go, and it shattered, spilled all over the floor
i was walking along, then, all of a sudden, ”ahhh!” i scream, i fell off the edge.
Edges are really cool but they can be very edgy the edge of glory is a good song by lady gaga.
She remembers the sick-sweet edge
stroking her smooth skin with
its razor sharp promises.
So sweet.
So sick.
They never did come true.
edge of the mountain. edge of your mind. live each day to edge of every possibility. dream each night off the edge and beyond. dream big, and live amongst the stars. fly across to the end of the universe and jump of the edge. LIVE.
I’m on the edge of sanity waiting for the next word to exercise my brain, please change.
there i stood, at the edge, wondering what would happen if i jumped. knowing that no one was here, watching, going to stop me. would they notice, would they care. i know they would.
I turn around and say good bye to the edge, forever
I am on the edge people. I have never felt so crazy. You better back up, ’cause I have a knife, and I’m gonna cut deep. Step away, step away, because I know you won’t help me even if I wanted you too….
the cutting. the epitomy of cool style. sharp, it hurts. you run into it and and fucks with you throbbing dogeing dressing exhale walk out the door edgy. need not say no more