October 11, 2011
Falling to heaven
living through lies
I'm told to stay strong
but death is beckoning

Walking the line
between firm ground
and the endless void
toes on the edge

Like a paper bird
fragile, transparent
it would take only
one breath, to fall

The cruel breeze whispers
begging me to jump
now, suspended in motion
I'm falling past heaven

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