Falling
In the flow of our falling
I hear my long- expecting freedom calling
Carried by a comforthing breeze
I feel I can finally unleash
Let me fall way much deeper
In this hole of strange obscurity
Where pride is a trusted touch
To replace darkness for new energy
I want to see my bright in the black
Discover the good things in my possibilities
I am dying for this thrilling challenge
Where I won’t give into my controlling negativities
Fall with me in this well
Follow me in this flow
Surrender to me my sweet darkness
I will hail you to my show
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| Auteur: RealMe | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 april 2009 | ||
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