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If my heart stops beating, Just let me fall.
Into the wake of deaths dream.
Gather my pieces and put me on display.
Held up by the ones who have broken me.
The world, my audiance.
Announce to them that this is how you fall apart:
Let down your walls and open your heart.
Look into their eyes and lose yourself for a while. Embrace them, build your world around them.
Then watch them walk away.
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Dear Fallenstar, I don't know where you go but universe is your home. What a good poem you write! You have a deep feeling. I like the poem and your style as well. Best wishes
