Falling
Once an angel
He is falling
Blinded by beauty
He is falling
No cushion to land on
With love comes pain
He is falling
To late no turning back
He fell
Eyes meet, hands touch
No stopping now
He knows not what is coming
He has fallen
Picking himself up after the fall
All he find is a shattered heart
After the fall
Beauty is within he learns
Falling
In
Love
Copyright © Edmond Ornelas | Year Posted 2013
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