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No one knows No one cares Falling down All the stairs. The ones going up The ones going down Going ‘round and ‘round. When will it stop? Rushing, panting, The room starts to slant. What happened? I don’t remember Just what went down But now I'm lying On the ground. No movement In my limbs. No sound From my lips. The room It goes and starts to dim. A ringing sound In my ears. Flowing, falling, Salty tears. To remember all those years That went so fast All those things Of my past. Flying, flying Flying toward the bright blue sky. Falling, falling Falling fast From getting high In my past. I once had A’s But now have Fs Nice little girl Falls to the depths. Goodbye little girl Hello bad me I wish I would’ve stopped And tried to see All the times Flying past me. But who would’ve thought I actually cared When falling down All those stairs.
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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression!&nbsp;</p>

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