falling

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My hole life

Ive been tripping

Never hitting the ground.

I always catch myself

Then you came around.

I fell and hit cold hard ground

You were standing there

Perfect in every aspect

And for the first time in my life

I had hit the ground.

This wasnt a stumble

Like over any other

This was uncontrolable

Uncatchable.

This was the ground

Cold and hard

Rising up fast as possible

This was you

Making me fall

Head over heels.

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