If we're free falling
at least I hope
the ground is soft
if not I fear
I may not make it
I fell before
collapsed a lung
not a bad one they said
but none is good
but this is worse
I have no words
only air inside
these whistling birds
they're lonely now
all red and blue
they didn't know
they had no clue
I picked them up
and held too tight
I had to let go
I couldn't watch them die.
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