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Danger's Wedge
I never used to let my actions bother me,
everyday my life was lived on the edge.
The adrenaline rush I got from taking risks
was pushed ever wider by danger's wedge.
I now wonder what's happening to me,
I've developed a fear of death.
I panic and tremble when there's no risk,
and an inhaler aids my breath.
Fear and conscience now reside in me,
along with demons I never knew.
What I confront now is far, far, worse
than what I was accustomed to.
I question myself about my past
and how I entered hell's front door.
I think that danger was the drug
of which I had to score.
poem
by
Tex T Sarnie
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