Falling

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Trembling
in fear of crashing
but already tumbling
from head over heels
to nails in her hands
Now the building comes down

A falling man
passes the floors
and catches the eyes
Yet, she was forgotten
when she hit the ground
Gone in a second
Love lost this round

In the face of the mirror
a life that is priceless
pays a price for its faith
Its worth will continue
even if threads are severed
and ties are cut
Mortal is just a state of mind

On the debris
of ages of dark
and suppression of souls
One thing emerges
One thing still stands
With the passing of time
New flowers will grow
Love will show
Life will go
ON.

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