Low White Ceiling
Black Circle
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Low white ceiling
I’m sweating out the words I have been keeping
Heavily breathing
Forgetting names and fighting rides to Eden
Does it mean
I’ll disappear?
Does it mean
I’ll disappear?
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For some, inconvienient
Grievances and hateful thoughts, they feed me
Others? They visit
They bring the joy, but whisper words of misery
Causing me to disappear
Hold on!
Can’t you hear me?
I’m knealing
Just hoping for something, oh God!
Is salvation still on the table?
Low white ceiling
I’m sweating out the words I have been keeping