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Dec 2019
Falling, falling, falling
Wanting to move,
Wanting to scream,
The blackness catches you,
With an gentleness.

Falling, falling, falling
Without a sound
Without a touch
In a motionless free-fall,
Till you close your eyes

Falling, falling, falling
Clean and simple
Written by
Lauren Butler  18/F/UK
(18/F/UK)   
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