Face Down

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I lay here face down in this crowded sea.

I lay here in wait, but no one ever comes for me.

I lay here never seen as shadows pass over me.

I lay here beneath your feet face down in the street.

Cause that's what you deemed me to be nothing more than the gum beneath your feet.

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