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The Pits

I'm goin' downtown
To see what's goin' around

Nothing but a bunch of empty space
because reality is hittin' people in da' face

No style, no talk.
Just a walk,
around the block,

I shouldn't even be out.
But there is no sound

in my cell:

Isolation;
Decrease in education.

No way out, it still gonna spread.
Watch out, before people stay away
from you like you already dead.

I'm goin' to my ghost town,
Watching the people from above
Having a common stare-down
They aren't the only ones to know.

All of this:
is The Pits.

No way out,
stuck here...no doubt.
Written by Jen024
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Author's Note
This goes to everyone out there struggling with COVID-19. This is one of my takes on the virus. I've never written a song or rap lyric, but this sounds like something that could be rapped. Anyway, thanks for reading guys.
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