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Falling
House of cards
comes crashing down
no aces left in the sleeve
Falling slowly at first
falling for you
then picking up speed
free fall
hitting the ground hard
Going to pieces
What is there to loose
but illusions
It used to hurt much more
Am I getting callous?
No, I think I am healing
I still breathe
My heart still beats
I still feel
I still love
It's good
I am good without it
comes crashing down
no aces left in the sleeve
Falling slowly at first
falling for you
then picking up speed
free fall
hitting the ground hard
Going to pieces
What is there to loose
but illusions
It used to hurt much more
Am I getting callous?
No, I think I am healing
I still breathe
My heart still beats
I still feel
I still love
It's good
I am good without it
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