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Pandora's Box
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Sex, Drugs, and All My Glory finally he has opened up his eyes
still now he can see through the blood
you still believe all your lies
you can't heal his scars
you do not wish to dry the tears he cries
you reopened a womb
can he ever forgive
your soul lies dead in the tomb
can he just live
there is only one thing he will believe
your love will never be
Hey I told you already that i like this poem alot, but i thought i should give this some praise publicly over here. Cause its realy good.
The diction is beautiful and it makes it beautiful to read.