What is this? Chill the air. I am falling through the floor.
Who is it that really cares if I make it anymore?
And this is not working. I’m spiraling out.
Pieces of heaven are falling to the ground.
You were always on my mind, but, this is not right.
You were so innocent, since when did you feel this way?
None of this makes much sense. It’s a slap in the face.
You were always on my mind, but, this is not right.
The end comes for all in due time, my fallen angel.
What is this? I’ve fallen from the sky.
This place is dim and grey where bodies writhe.
…and of all the sad romances and all the ill-begotten chances of my life,
I had finally found the one—the one who overshines the sun
but she took her life.
You were always on my mind, but, this is not right.
The end comes for all in due time, my fallen angel.

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