Falling
Rolling down the hill
Ending up nowhere
Falling through the tunnel
With loves affair
Never ending feeling
Time to slow down
But where do you go
When you are found
Lost with no direction
In love and hate
Found nothing but reaction
Nothing but fate
Down deep in love
With no reason
Seeking hate
Within freeing
Cold weathers
As you are falling
In a field of heathers
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