I fall





Every
day,
I fall
to
my knees
to
the
floor,
praying
to
die
praying
to be
with
you
weeping,
awash in
my
tears. 

cannot
do this
cannot
live
without
you
this is
not
living
this
is
falling
and
it
won't
stop 
until
I
fall
into
your
arms.
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