Paloma Castaneda

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

The Falling

Falling through the dark, empty holes in the
His hand drifts closer, his arms extend to
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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