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Slowly Falling

Updated on July 28, 2013

Free Falling

So ill keep free falling,

Till I hit the ground,

But once I land,

I won't make a sound,

Nor will I be found,

For in order to be me,

I must ignore this worlds envy,

Under the sea suffocating,

Is where they'd like me,

But then I won't be free,

So ill keep falling,

until I see,

The place where,

I'd like to be,

Then ill land on my feet,

As happy as can be,

Dust off my shoes,

Because I like to look neat,

And follow the voice,

That sounds so sweet,

To the place where I can be me,

Nothing but myself,

Under this tree ill sleep, Finally free, Finally free...

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      Kristen Mazzola 4 years ago from South Florida

      Amazing!! Great writing! Sometimes my best ideas come to me late at night!

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      Kash Notez 4 years ago from United States

      That is so true, I feel I can write better at night when its quiet and more peaceful as well I'm glad you enjoyed my poem :).

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