

The FloorBlood on my hands, Warm in my mouth, Tears in my eyes Burning to come. Fingernails dug Deap in my palms. Lying here lost Torn on the floor. Ceiling it turns, Rotates and twists. Writhing in fear Dizzying loss. I'm on the ground Im in the dark Lying here lost, Torn on the floor. Splinteres of wood, Like glass in my back... Dust in my eyes, Like razor sharp tacks. Spinning and tumbling, Falling yet still Lying here lost, Torn on the floor.The Floor
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youre dead or dying. dead or trying to go
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I added some food-for-thought there in the thread. Glad you went ahead and put them up!
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