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(my parachute wouldn't open)
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Above the world,
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wind rustling and embracing the clouds,
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standing and falling,
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a bomb, a trap, an attack
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on my heart was ensuing,
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trying to steal back the reason
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it ever pumped in the first place.
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The ground faded,
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there were flames,
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crashing and burning,
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it was Hell,
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I blinked and it was Heaven,
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it was everything I had once known.
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There were no brakes,
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trickled tears evaporated before ever leaving home,
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they never fell, I did
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and at that moment my heart exploded,
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the attack was over, the air stopped swirling.
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Just dust now, flourishing from the ground
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as I buried myself in it.
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I breathed and it was done.
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