We are sinners,
You and me,
Our sins are all for you to see.

I'm falling now, abit at a time,
but my heart is intact, my eyes are inline.
My hands on the prize, and still i feel fine;
could this be the end? The end of the line?

Theres so much to know, yet so little time;
but if this goes any faster, past all danger signs
i might fall in a hole and not on cloud nine,
i might fall in a hole just as lonely as mine

but still i am falling, abit at a time.

-S.

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