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This is a poem about feeling like you are in a hole of nothingness. |
| I can feel the weight of the dirt on top of the bow, which is my space I can hear the foot steps of people walkig on the cement above Every time try to pull myself up I just fall deeper My little light is getting dimmer It's hard to breath, hard to see, complete silence, and yet still noisy Who am I? And how did I get this way? |