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Poetry

Words from the deepest part of my blood red heart. Pouring up everything with each heartbeat. I'll show you my mind...but you can't reach it.

FREE FALL

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by zoyelle

by zoyelle

It's a free fall.

Falling from a height higher than the unknown heavens.

I feel the wind, trying to save me with its weightlessness.

I'm falling with it. It's strong but gentle caress on my skin.

Whispering incomprehensible words in my ears.

I can't take a breath, but air is all around me.

I'm falling, and falling,

But I'm not scared.

Because, I'll never reach the bottom.