A white room part 2

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I heard the sound of shoes on tile

In my mouth I could taste bile

A woman walked in

She had a sickening grin

She began to speak

I was to weak

I saw the dark

When I awoke I heard a lark 

all around I see

Not a single tree

Only ever black

And a ton of cracks

I threw up my food

It did even look chewed




Im not the most proud of this one, can someone give me a random word? Not pizza or meerkat though I can't write a poem with those words


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