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Pandora Heart
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The Ones I Call Poetry At your own risk
Ask me how I feel
I'd rather not say really
But you can pry your way to depression
I'll speak my heart...
But remember you were Pandora
And all the darkness flew from my lips,
It'll be too little, too late, but then you'll know,
The world's a better place with my mouth shut.
