Paloma Castaneda

Rookie - 15 Points (6-8-98 / California)

The Falling

Falling through the dark, empty holes in the
sky
His hand drifts closer, his arms extend to
mine
What is the purpose for innocence to die?
His smile holds secrets, a deviant shine
Clouds keep building beneath, only to dissipate
Nostalgic warm feelings, of faith and love
Falling through the sky, feeling my conscience

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