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Feb 2015
Take a look at where I'm found,
I'm falling, falling to the ground.
My world turning round and round,
And I'm here, falling, down and down.

I'm falling, falling for you,
And you know about this too.
That all of this I say is true.
Falling, falling for you,
Is all I can hope to do.

As I fell, you failed to catch me.
As I fell, you let me drop.
Didn't you ever look up to see,
That I needed this to stop?

Did you ever hear me calling?
Screaming that my world is falling?
Was I going to keep you stalling
From your life down there, still crawling?
Because my pleas are so appalling,
Right by you, I'll keep on falling.

Now that I've fallen past you,
I'll keep falling for someone new.
She'll know what to do,
Instead of seeing me fall through.
The only questions to answer is who,
And will she fall for me too?

So this is where I'll be found,
Falling down, falling down.
My world spinning, round and round.
Forever falling, falling to the ground.
Thomas Conlan
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Thomas Conlan  28/M/Montreal
(28/M/Montreal)   
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