Tumbling Down

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A way of transportation

They think it's safe

They enter through a door

It closes as they feel unsteady

Creaks and cracks bring their gaze up

A sudden shake

Stumbling around, they bump

Crashing suddenly; out of control

A fight they won't win

It stops, hanging in mid-air

Faces of fear frozen in place

Unexpected and unsafe

They know they will not survive

Ripping of the wire brings them crashing down

Falling to their doom, alone with no goodbyes

Tumbling down they came, bloody and broken they became

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