6.25.2009

Slow Motion Scars



no one taught me how to fall
so i'm learning now
i'm finding out it's difficult
to let go
and know

you're gonna crash

but there's that moment
when you've already let go
and you realize
you're mid air
and everything moves so slow
you see everything clear
knowing you've done
the damage
you close your eyes
and await the fate

that moment is my favorite

even if in the end
it leaves me
with a scar

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