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Falling,
Falling,
It's only a word.
It has no relevance
to the sensation which occurs,
you fall and you fall
and hope to god something will
catch you after all,
as you guess and you guess
as to how far you are,
and how long is to come,
you imagine the pain,
you think of the sight,
as the butterflies tingle
on this cold winter's night.
and you pray and you pray,
pray as hard as you may,
but it all ends the same,
with a crick - crack- splat.
- by ~The Random Fairie~ |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/09/2009 |
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- Title: Let me fall
- Artist: ~The Random Fairie~
- Description: Idk, felt bored. I don't expect good remarks anyway.
- Date: 01/09/2009
- Tags: falling death pain
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Aphotic Apex - 01/10/2009
- I like it, and I was imaging myself throughout it. I grant you a 5/5. razz I was imaging myself because the poem defined a mood of depression. biggrin
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- Moonlight_Maiden123 - 01/09/2009
- that was a pretty cool poem ^^
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