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The FloorThe Floor..
That is where I spent most of my time.
both literally and mentally..
that cold slab of concrete against my face.
With my ear pressed down, against the floor
I listened for the voices who'd once I thought accepted me,
Only to be rejected.
So here I am, once again on this cold floor,
listening, with expectations never to be met.
The tears just make it colder, and I shiver in disgust.
No hopes of ever getting up, I'd once thought.
Things will never be good again, so I thought.
cry some more, I shall not.
but get off this floor, just an old thought.
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