The Pits
I'm stuck in a hole and cannot shout
To ask for help to get me out
Out of this hole of deep despair
I feel no pressure while I'm stuck in there
I feel a peace when I am on my own
My thoughts belong to me alone
The walls surround me like a glove
The hole does not allow thoughts of hate or love
Trying not to think at all
In the darkness of this pitch-black wall
I think that in this hole I'll stay
Until all troubles fade away
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