falling down falling down falling down to see
falling down falling down falling down for me
falling down falling down falling down i keep
falling down falling down falling down to me.
I see the lights,
and the shadow inside me
which takes the form of a black cloud
and the wings bleed and fall at the whistle
on my knees, I hear the sound of singing
I was not born here.
falling down falling down falling down to see
falling down falling down falling down for me
falling down falling down falling down i keep
falling down falling down falling down to me.
black and white spiral
I fly and vomit and cut myself
reverse tears and smiles.
psychotic distortion
chaotic sensations of rational emotions
despair.
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