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Mar 2014
How many times can't I escape the fall?
Or how many time shan't I?
because sometimes collapse is needed.
but judgement is hard(or easy)
BUT HOW MANY TIMES MUSTN'T I?
but i did
My judgement is off.
Because my falling has become a wicked hole
it's not black it's a blinding swirl of colours
separately gorgeous and together they rip from me the sense of beauty I had treasured now measured in seconds
that have been wasted
as I stand, one of the fallen

PERHAPS THAT WAS RIDICULOUS
i AM A hUMAN
i ENjOY hUMAN tHINGs
LIKE THE LEAVES IN FALL
AND I AM SAD
SO SAD
when I remember that not everyone's felt four seasons
but those reasons aren't enough

I WATCH CATS FALLING
DON'T YOU FEEL FREE TO KNOW
that when cats let go
there's no such thing as back drop

and I dream of falling in love
and out of love
whichever gives me wings
TO FIND SOMEPLACE NEW
WHERE I MIGHT CHOOSE TO FOLD MY WINGS
AND FALL

but I guess I'm already falling into old age
But WHY is that upsetting?
FIRST you must fall young

it's what I've learned from the trees - the only way to spread
without the feeling
of falling
to your death

P.S

I've never minded desperate falling, when arms shoot out to hit ground first
'cause when you're upside down
ITS CALLED SOARING


that's why I can't handle complaints on falling
dear goodness, pay attention

It's probably your calling.
I do understand sometimes when people talk of falling it's not positive, but this is hopefully a reminder to remember there's always something uplifting. Always.
Emily Pidduck
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Emily Pidduck
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