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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