Dancing on the Canyon's Edge

Ghosts fade, yet memories remain

laced within the final song.

Voices moan as the ballad grows

although, they're all long gone.

Feet in time, I dance the line

wanting to forget them all.

Oh how bittersweet it is to see

no one to catch me when I fall.

I twirl once more, no longer torn by

those who reject this pledge.

 

For I remain unknown

 

And left alone

 

Dancing on the canyon's edge.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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