i feel like a fragile leaf
still (somehow) hanging from a branch;
should the direction of your love
ever change direction
i would not be strong enough
to continue hanging on
and i would slip, and fall,
and fall,
and
fall.
i feel like a fragile leaf
still (somehow) hanging from a branch;
should the direction of your love
ever change direction
i would not be strong enough
to continue hanging on
and i would slip, and fall,
and fall,
and
fall.
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