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Deep in the pit, is the place to dine on those lovely woes, and rise to levels, previously hidden behind the facade I was doing it right all along. So in the pit is where I’ll lay for awhile, where I’ll ponder for awhile, where I’ll **** the worst of me, where the worms will speak the truth and devour false hymns, polished and beaten bare like the earth, a fresh brewed cup of second chance, and perhaps when you're ready to forgive, I’ll come up out of that pit and be that man you always knew I could be.
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Jun 10, 2025
Jun 10, 2025 at 8:58 PM UTC
It’s a Pitty (purposely spelled wrong)
Deep in the pit, is the place to dine on those lovely woes, and rise to levels, previously hidden behind the facade I was doing it right all along. So in the pit is where I’ll lay for awhile, where I’ll ponder for awhile, where I’ll **** the worst of me, where the worms will speak the truth and devour false hymns, polished and beaten bare like the earth, a fresh brewed cup of second chance, and perhaps when you're ready to forgive, I’ll come up out of that pit and be that man you always knew I could be.
ct-lokey
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Jun 10, 2025
Jun 10, 2025 at 8:58 PM UTC
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