Falling and flying

by Scarlet Angel   Sep 24, 2008


Standing here
The precipice
Watching the city burn
A brilliant blaze
A silent tear
As the rain begins to fall
I run
I jump
I'm falling
The world spins around me
And what they say is true
Falling feels like flying until you hit the ground
Yes, falling feels like flying until you hit the ground
And we hit hard....

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