Falling Down

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Pieces of me Are broken. I've fallen so far, So hard and so quickly. Crumbled into thousands Of pieces Unknowing if the Kings horsemen can put Me back together Again.
I believe it’s time for me to step down And let the mountains do all the falling.
This storm's catching me, sweeping me off the ground.There was no sound--just terror--so powerful I couldn’t say a prayer. There I go flying into thin air, floating away into the dark sky grey.
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