Falling through the sky at a million miles an hour,
An Exhilarating journey right down to the bottom,
I fell from my high fortress my self built tower,
My imaginary defences of which somehow I have forgotten,
Now I'm free falling through the sky,
Catching my breath as I fall through the clouds,
Butterflies linger my spirit is high,
When Im up here it's just you and I no crowds,
I know that the above is impossibility shrieking,
If I fell from the sky I'd hit the bottom with a thud,
But all I'm doing is metaphorically speaking,
My head is mush my heart filled with a flood,
A flood of emotions I haven't ever received,
Washing away the pain and evicting the sorrow,
I'm not sure how this will be perceived,
But thank you for making my heart feel less hollow.
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