Under The Ceiling

Fri, 01/17/2014 - 16:04 -- 0814

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Here I Lay Under the ceiling and over the ground

Lying in the middle, never to be found

Im too sad to move and too shy to stand

here I Lay under the ceiling and over the ground

watching light turn to darkness in matter of seconds

everyday is different but it still feels the same 

as I Lay here Under the ceiling and over the ground

-ERS

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