domingo, 17 de diciembre de 2017

The sky was falling, 
And I was falling with it.
It was falling, 
And I was falling for you. 

And while you drowned,
I was starting to breathe.
Starting to breathe you in.

But,
There were not enough ropes
To keep you afloat,
Or save me,
 from the free fall. 

Guess we were both destined to die,
The thing was, I was doing it for you.




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