The world rushes by,
As I fall from the sky,
I'm not losing or winning,
Not heavenly or sinning,
I just couldn't hold on anymore,
Flying had become a chore,
I'm not falling fast or slow,
It's just where I happen to go,
Down from the clouds in the blue,
Falling, falling for you.
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23, Vegetarian, (insanely busy) Vet student pondering about love, life and dragons.
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