Stomach Pit

Feb 24, 2021

First came the crack

Rippling through my outer layer

Of face, tooth & grin

Into my valley of emotions

Where the ocean flowls within

No longer grin. I grit.

Until my teeth rip right through my head

Where my thoughts tend to sit

And when rippled into my pit

That's when it hits.

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