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A Tile On The Floor
a tile on the floor,
conforming to its role.
pitter-patter goes the steps
where words are just no more.
a tile where it sits,
cracking on the edge.
intricate designs are born
but here lies: solemn dread.
a tile is painted fresh,
glistening with great gleam.
the paint is thick and wet
like goopy blood in flesh.
a tile, just a tile,
is painted like the rest.
it sits near tile armies,
but wishes to find a tread.
a tile on the floor,
conforming to its role.
pitter-patter goes the steps
where words are just no more.
conforming to its role.
pitter-patter goes the steps
where words are just no more.
a tile where it sits,
cracking on the edge.
intricate designs are born
but here lies: solemn dread.
a tile is painted fresh,
glistening with great gleam.
the paint is thick and wet
like goopy blood in flesh.
a tile, just a tile,
is painted like the rest.
it sits near tile armies,
but wishes to find a tread.
a tile on the floor,
conforming to its role.
pitter-patter goes the steps
where words are just no more.
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