Free Falling
Free falling - wish I could stop
Trying to find my way back to the top
Fearful of what awaits me down there
Gasping and gulping, need a breath of fresh air
Praying each day, singing songs of hope
But no rescue in sight, not even a rope
Lower I go, when will it end?
But I know somewhere below
is a blanket of friends
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