I see myself drifting...










                               Changing...












            

                                                   Falling...











                                                                Perhaps from grace...











                                                                            That Grace...










































But I have this sinking feeling.










Is a wholly unachievably state.

So fall with me...






                      Or at my hands...






                                               As I see it...






                                                             We have nowhere to go...






                                      But Down.






                   



                      Fall From Grace.


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