Falling

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By ~Stay_Beautiful~20104

What's going on? It seems almost wrong What is she doing It's trouble brewing In over her head Over the words he said Falling so far If she hits, it's hard Falling so fast His smile, his laugh The sound of his voice His lips, so moist Those kisses, so tender So much to mend her It's no use stalling Too late, she's falling We stop and stare And see him there So there they were And he catches her! 8-7-2008

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