Addicted to the fear
Falling from the sky
I try to leave this world
I try every time
Each time i come back
Disappointed in the end
Sore from the fall
Bones that never break
Taking place of the hole in my soul
This pain lasts all day
All night if i’m lucky
No sleep will come
So i just sit and think
Can my life be any better
No, it’s just great
Contemplating and end
Maybe from up high
The answer’s in the flip
If i land it
I’ll feel great
If i go only half way around
Will the pain be better
Than the roar of the crowd?

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