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The Pit


I have lived in the pit of your cruelty

I have slept on the cold, dark ground

with the worms and your guilt

Waiting for some god damn Warmth

My only companion a faceless shadow of a man who would tell me everyday,

"You can leave now"

So I did

The curiosity of you is gone

 

The pit is tall and wide,

but I can see the sun and feel my heartbeat echoing off the walls

No one belongs in the pit

 

 

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Cael Adams

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Zachary Harris
<p>You did a great job making me feel what you feel in this poem! Regardless of your intentions, thanks for sharing!</p>

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