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The fresh night air
The stinging scent of chlorine
The stars they shine so bright
They cancel out the headlights

Ignore the signs,
Keep running faster, faster
The moon it caught your eyes
As you fell from the high rise

I don’t remember
The last time, time slowed down
Your breath held in the air,
Your eyes caught in my stare
The glass it hangs
Like stars across the night sky
The moon it falls,
And paints them red tonight.

The sky is falling in,
I reach for broken glass.
The shatters dull the sounds
I don’t hear your body crash
And now I’m on the edge
And I am looking down
Sirens are growing stronger
I can’t ignore the sounds

Is this flying?
Or is this feeling dying?
Cool water on my skin
My chest is caving in
Wind burns my face
Concrete is growing faster
It’s time accept your fate
Your screams are far too late

Please someone save me
Before this becomes of me…
Please someone save me
Before this becomes of me…

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