30,000 feet above the ground
No chute anywhere to be found
An anvil, spare tire, and a rabbit
I swear out loud, only out of habit
Might as well go out with a bang
The fat lady has already sang
So now I jump out to my demise
Free Falling in the open skies
Barely able to open my eyes
Watching cars grow in size
Faster and faster I begin to fall
Curling up into a little ball
Praying for it all to stop
One big bad belly flop
My final minutes and I am ready
**BEEP BEEP BEEP**
Waking up to Tom Petty.
A contest entry
- ~~Options~~ 3rd in Series!~ by movedon.
1050 points, ended December 14, 2008, 15 entries
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I love this write. Ummm! Dreaming of falling! I hate that. I have them all the time but i never wake up to Tom Petty...just a stupid alarm going that i want to throw at the wall. You wrote this so well and i could image all of what you wrote. Well done, mate.
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
When I was typing my list of titles, I was listening to Tom Petty's Free Falling, and that's why I put this title on here! This is awesome! I not only love the Petty ending, but I adore the rhyme! I'm a sucker for rhyming poems! Awesome job, and THANK YOU for entering!
Mylee -
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When I read "free falling" would be my title all that came to my head was the song so I had to kind of push it away to start writing and it just seemed to fit in the end.
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Thanks for entering! Your title is
"Free Falling"
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