The Pit

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I am falling endlessly in an infinite dark pit

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I am falling endlessly
in an infinite dark pit.

The wind fights my coiled hair,
gravity's force is grabbing my shoulders and hips,
whispering in my ear
"you will never be good enough"
their tongue reeks of doubt, fear,
smells like tear stained sleeves and gasoline.

how beautiful it is,
for I have not hit the bottom of the pit.

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