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Hospital Beds

Hospital walls; bright, white
Forgotten names; floors remember.

Windows too clean; hiding cities
Doors closed; keep it contained.

She didn’t wear scrubs; to look nice.
Hair unwashed; face left fragile.

Glittering breaths; crystal smile
Nothing prettier; life.

Beds cling to pain; shattered cries
Rip through thin cloth; bare feet on linoleum.

Leave now; while you’re still you.
Don’t fall; open doors; stare through windows.

Hold on and leave; breathe thick air
Taste sweet colours; New autumn can share.





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