Left and right I was surronded,
I couldn't breath,
The air that managed to fill my longs,
Was opaque with dust and clouded,
I felt like I was falling,
And there was no wings to catch the wind,
And pull me up to soar,
I thought this fatal fall was something made up,
A myth to scare the kids,
But right now though I was planted to the ground,
I was falling,
With no control
Sep 5, 2012
Sep 5, 2012 at 10:06 PM UTC
Left and right I was surronded,
I couldn't breath,
The air that managed to fill my longs,
Was opaque with dust and clouded,
I felt like I was falling,
And there was no wings to catch the wind,
And pull me up to soar,
I thought this fatal fall was something made up,
A myth to scare the kids,
But right now though I was planted to the ground,
I was falling,
With no control
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