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One foot in front of the other. It's not that hard. It's life dear. Balance. That's all you need. And tension. Slacking will inevitably make you fall. I guess that's what happened then. That's why I lost my balance. The second I saw you, I stopped putting one foot in front of the other. And I began slacking in my plans. I felt as though I was floating. Looking into your beautiful dark eyes. Oh how wrong was I? So wrong. I wasn't floating. I was falling. The tightrope went limp. And I completely lost my balance. What now?
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 4:48 AM UTC
Tightrope
One foot in front of the other. It's not that hard. It's life dear. Balance. That's all you need. And tension. Slacking will inevitably make you fall. I guess that's what happened then. That's why I lost my balance. The second I saw you, I stopped putting one foot in front of the other. And I began slacking in my plans. I felt as though I was floating. Looking into your beautiful dark eyes. Oh how wrong was I? So wrong. I wasn't floating. I was falling. The tightrope went limp. And I completely lost my balance. What now?
brokenpromise
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 4:48 AM UTC
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