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Dig the hole deeper, my love- We’re not in over our heads yet. Dig until you feel The heat of the Earth’s core Soaking into your skin. Dig down, farther Than you could ever dream. Dig deeper- love. Dig Until you can’t feel the pain Of the disappointed ones As we sink further Into our pit- Our pit of broken dreams, Lost religion- Sarcasm and broken thoughts. When we’re finally in- In over our heads, Fill our hole back up with dirt, Lest our secrets get out, And hurt- hurt the ones Who don’t understand.
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