i'm thinking too much.

I'm falling

so I'm taking my time on my ride.

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Oh, that feeling -
That wonderful feeling that made you want it more.
That wonderful feeling that made you smile.
And you'll be smiling all night.


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He took a deep breath.

I'm leaving.
He uttered under his breath.
Almost too softly to be heard,
almost as if he didn't want it to be heard.

He took a deep breath
climbed on his bike
and cycled down the hill
towards the valley.

This was for the best.


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He fell in love with her one day;
at the bottom of the hill,
at the valley,
their first time.

The way she made him feel,
while they scaled the hill
hand in hand, never once let go.
It felt like a promise.

There she was,
that mesmerising effect she had on him.

There he was,
she was an addiction he could not kill.


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He took a deep breath.

Alas.
He muttered under his breath.
At the bottom of the hill,
he arrived at the valley.

He took a deep breath
hopped off the bike
and saw an image of her
running towards him.

This was not good.


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It's as if he could never get rid of her;
off his mind,
away from his side,
away from his life.

It's as if she was a demon;
haunting him,
grasping hold of him,
never letting go of him.

Those chains,
those demonic chains she had on him.

The bicycle chains,
why couldn't it go faster.


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He took a deep breath.

It's time to go again.
He whispered under his breath.

He took a deep breath
climbed onto the bike
and cycled up the hill.
Arms stretched wide open.

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As the breeze caressed his cheeks lightly,
drying up his non-existent tears,
his head was spinning,
his mind was blown.

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M.

help me.