| Slipping Into the Clutches of Life | ||||||||||||||||||||
| Slipping! Slipping! As the driving force propels me, Hurling off the cliff of life. People! Love! They have sent me to this destination. Wait though! Someone catches me. And pulls me back. Who? Who is this person? She is my hero. My savior. The only thing worth living for. She was always there, And always will be. Thank you! Thank you for catching me. I will always be there for you. As you will be for me. |
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