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Winter Wings
~FALLING, without winter wings~ CC My mind sometimes goes there, somewhere, nowhere, amongst the shooting shining stars, floating like in a womb, yet not afraid, free falling flakes, weightless – wondering why, where from the highest branch I lost my grip gasping, grasping and tumbling hopelessly DOWN AND DOWN DEEP… into the unknown PD DOWN AND DOWN DEEP, I allowed myself to fall like a raindrop, landing a little like winter, holding my breath, above the mountaintop, a tremble brought about by the breeze, losing myself completely, Wandering in welters of wasted words, into the fire of all my torrid tears, I slip into despair into the cold, a chilling fall, after LETTING GO… CC LETTING GO was the hard part, the horrid heartbreak, it always will be. We had climbed so high, so high we had to come down and as we stumbled we slipped we slid, slowly away from one another because we had lost ourselves, our own identities. My journey now must be to like -- LOVE MYSELF AGAIN. PD LOVE MYSELF AGAIN, a never-ending task. Holding on to what was and always will be a falling star. Wishing, the wind would lift us up and put us back were we belong. Sinking, dipping, dropping, and drowning with the sea, A path I seek when I find myself losing grip of reality. A Collaboration By;PD
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