This first chapter dedicated to my dad with some sick ass words so here's my favorite "not the pit".
Not the pit!
Scared and broken still is sit.
Scared and hoping I don't get hit.
My best friend is known through a fit.
In the night I'm made to fight in a pit.
If I kill he'll love me a bit.
No one can know the heart of a pitt.
I'd love to jus rest at his hip.
Or chase a ball around with his kid.
No this is about the life I live.
Beat and hated for nothing I did
~Jit
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PoetrySubmit a poem or story or writing of some sort. I will have a topic every Monday I will pic the 2 of the best ones in my opinion. The weeks topic will b put at the end of the chapter. simply msg me ur story and I'll figure it out. I might post more...
