Falling
Falling
F
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  L
   L
    I
     N
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And no saftey net to catch me
Your eyes pushing me over the edge
Your smile making me weak
I'm falling
And there's no hope in surviving

We are all torn paper dolls
No sounds we make when we do fall
Could etch into our porcelain skin
How easy paper is to bend
We have been cut and ripped and folded
Dipped into glue mached and molded
I have learned I am not that thin
My will remains though paper bends
I know we all are paper dolls
One by one in line to fall
I thought us weak until I knew
The falls were a choice
Instead I flew

I've flooded every inch of my brain to rid of how we spent our Summer wrapped around our fingers
and in the illusions we've created for a better future and as hopeful thinkers

But I'll wait here while you're there
while I try to drain those fluids from my head
Regardless of those terrors I will face sleeping alone on my bed

Ayer is the Spanish word for yesterday

I am his *ayer
His tomorrow I’ll never be
All the days have been stolen away
By an unyielding melody

I am his ayer
He’s the only air I breathe
The smell of lilies gone
Polluted by my disease

I am his ayer
He is my Aries
I can’t live without his fire
My heart he still carries

Consume me
Consume my whole soul
Consume me
Consume my whole mind
Consume me

Use me
Use me in a good way
Use me
Use me to make you happy

Love me
Love me passionately
Love me
Love me as long as you can

Destroy me
Destroy my walls
Destroy me
Destroy my whole world
And let me live in yours