Cold
Falling
The darkness inside of me screams.
I hit the ground.
Cold.
Make my soul
And
Preserve my heart
Take me away.
Sanity.
Falling
My head pounding like a million tiny drums.
Where am I?
Pain!
Reality shines.
My world
Gone
Falling
The darkness inside of me screams.
I hit the ground.
Cold.
Can I be saved?
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