28. Falling.
Falling.
The sensation is terrifying
My heart is pounding
As I plummet to the ground
Screaming, and crying
I fall from the sky
Like an Angel from above.
The ground draws nearer
The wind whistles by my ears
Streaming water from my eyes - tears.
I was always scared of heights.
Falling, falling, falling.
Heading fast towards the ground
I shut my eyes tight
Will I live or will I die?
Maybe I'll never know.
Until I hit that earthy floor.
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