On Poem: White Ceiling

 White Ceiling

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So I lay here on the bathroom floor

Feels like I never made it to the shore

Ssst, there's a knock on the door

Stay still I don't bother anymore


Swarm over like I’m a discount store

Asking all the questions, I've always wonder

Check the pulse, not beating any faster

Mother feels my cheeks, it’s getting colder


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