She falls tward the groung like a knife through the air.
Drifting further, further still.
Cutting through the air swift as a bird.
Driftung further, further still.
Heart to her feet lungs to her throught,
Drifting further, further still.
Tumblung through clouds. Through sky and air.
Drifting further, further still.
Where she drifts we will soon find,
When she hits the ground.
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When I Write Deppressing Poems
PoetryJust me. Writng some poems. They're really deppressing.
