My head is filled with endless whispers.
My heart is filled with endless desire.
My eyes are filled with endless tears.
I trudge around like Pandora's box,
filled with losses and fears.
My head, tho smart, will always ache.
My heart, tho frail, must never break.
My eyes, tho bright, hold darkness within.
But i move on through light so dim.
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