Feels like I’ve been digging a hole all my life.
I’ve dug it so deep, that I can’t climb out of it.
Only real choice left is to keep digging
until it becomes my grave.
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That’s one of the best poems I’ve ever read.
Wow…amazing poem dude, congrats
This is my life. Thank you for writing that.