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Aug 2014
Twisted,
Falling,
I feel my wings crumple and fail,
I plummet slowly to the the earth.

My heart is,
Breaking,
I feel my hopes falling to pieces,
I will hit the ground too hard.

My mind is,
Fading,
I feel my safety ending,
The ground rises to meet me.

My vision's,
Failing,
I am blinded now,
For I have hit the ground.
Victoria Johnson
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Victoria Johnson
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