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Lost hope

I fell like my life is crumbling
Crumbling down like a rock cliff
To fall to the bottom and brake into tiny pieces

I fell like I'm falling
Falling from heaven
Onto the hard ground of earths hells
My bones broken into tiny pieces

I fell like I’m dead
Dead to the world, with no way up
My heart is slashed into tiny strands

I fell like I’m moving in slow motion
Motionless from the speeding cars ahead of me
My soul ripped into tiny pieces