so here i sit
in this pit
waiting to \
get out pf it
yeah so God
please
send me
a rope
or
a ray of sunshine
of hope
yeah
to stop
this coping mechanism
in this cosmicism
of
yeah where
one
is
very ballsy
or
very verbal
about my
yeah
making me
like a
slow
and not\
so beautiful
or
like a
clown
breaking down
in the middle
of a
dribble
yeah
just like
Sybil
yeah gimme
the kibble
because
i feel
like
real dog
or please
God
get me
out of
this mud flood
because
i'm tired of
being a hog
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