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The Pit

September 21, 2012
By Anonymous

I thought it was over—
Why can’t it be over?
The dreams spill over,
The sounds get louder.

The light is dimming and the pain is swelling
And the heart is crying and the eyes are so
Blue

Like the darkest corner of life
Itself
Or the sad, empty lanes on the road
To health
Or the reckless and awful things
I felt
It’s all gone.

The things I felt when I was alone
The black hole caving in my bones
And the sad,
It’s more often now,
And I’m feeling these things more often now,
And I’m stuck.



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