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The White Room
thrown again in the white room
sterile, barren, one bed, two chairs
one blacked out window
a door that only swings in
one camera in the corner
two florescent lights above my head
I lay there don't move don't blink
I came in a intoxicated suicidal man
I am leaving a monster
this room has driven me mad
sterile, barren, one bed, two chairs
one blacked out window
a door that only swings in
one camera in the corner
two florescent lights above my head
I lay there don't move don't blink
I came in a intoxicated suicidal man
I am leaving a monster
this room has driven me mad
Published 20th Apr 2014
| Edited 21st Apr 2014
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20th Apr 2014 8:52am
Intriguing wonderful read
spacing needed on second line
but all in all good :)
spacing needed on second line
but all in all good :)
21st Apr 2014 3:16am
