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Free Falling into a princesses world made of emotions and candy
The pain and emptiness in her eyes matched my soul.
It was a beautiful sight seeing us both out of control.
A carefree existence as long as we're getting high.
No worries now as we have already said our good-byes.
She goes underground and I fly to a bright lit moon.
When the sun rises we will find one another in the afternoon.
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Who would have thought it would have even begun like this?
Never in a million years would I have thought of tasting her kiss.
We become one in a spiritual plane only known to us.
Discarding lies and false behavior I have finally found trust.
You can see the winds blowing, we are so high above it all.
One more hug, kiss, and high before we take that free fall.
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Falling seemed to last eternity never coming close to any ground.
Her heart wept and slowed, my heart charged and pound.
It was as if doves and crows gathered to celebrate this evening.
One more dive into serenity and bliss, that good ol’ feeling.
Dancing and laughing farther into this cleverly made poem of highs.
This was our final romance of security and love… Then it was good-bye.
It was a beautiful sight seeing us both out of control.
A carefree existence as long as we're getting high.
No worries now as we have already said our good-byes.
She goes underground and I fly to a bright lit moon.
When the sun rises we will find one another in the afternoon.
-
Who would have thought it would have even begun like this?
Never in a million years would I have thought of tasting her kiss.
We become one in a spiritual plane only known to us.
Discarding lies and false behavior I have finally found trust.
You can see the winds blowing, we are so high above it all.
One more hug, kiss, and high before we take that free fall.
-
Falling seemed to last eternity never coming close to any ground.
Her heart wept and slowed, my heart charged and pound.
It was as if doves and crows gathered to celebrate this evening.
One more dive into serenity and bliss, that good ol’ feeling.
Dancing and laughing farther into this cleverly made poem of highs.
This was our final romance of security and love… Then it was good-bye.
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