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Bellevue Blues
Bellevue Blues By Feo. All my clothes are torn and stained with bleach , my teeth are yellow, my facial hair is grey. Mornings are faraway and lost, my eyes lost, my spirit lost, my trousers halfway on, my boots half way on, staring into thought, deep thought. I've seen grown men soil them selves,I've seen grown men cough up blood, I've seen bodies rolling on the cold marble floor of Bellevue, where the bathroom doors don't have locks, and they take your belt and shoe laces away. I've sat next to grown men crying with cuts on there arms, I've smelled the odor of the old woman who's diaper needs changing, I watched the morning come up from my hospital bed, come, listen to the sounds of the ill. I got the Bellevue Blues, so come take my clothes away, come to visit me through the looking glass, hold my hand as we walk through the hallways of the psych ward, hold me when they let me go, I'm always so glad to see you smiling.
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