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As I stand here
The ground trembles like in fear.
Cracking and breaking
What happens next is not mistaking.

I close my eyes and cry
Feeling both heavy and light.
Falling would feel grand
If you did not know what happens in the end.

As my eyes open
I only see bad omens.
With my memories flashing all around
They fall with me to the ground.

If there is one thing that I haved learned
Something I thought of while my eyes burned.
Falling feels like a century
Only to be a mere seconds of 20.

Now comes the part
When there is no beating of my heart.
With my body covered in pain and stiff as a board
I know that the falling has end and hopefully I will continue to feel sore.