Little

We sit atop Pandora's Box,

Nothing must escape.

Lullabyes and tears within,

Unanswered prayers at the bottom,

Weighted down by countless years of quietude

Bought with threats and candy.

~

kwit in heer saf

hid in dark plas

no hlp i hrt

stop ples gorgy

tird i slep now

bibi

Author's Notes/Comments: 

An inner child hides the pain of the adult

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