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This heart beats a miserable mythos Daring death to bleed from my pried pithos And you can still feel her aura When the all-giving Pandora Pulled out my chest and asked How much of man is masked Passed her teary eyed mist She found this box with a list Sand, clean, prep, and paint This home with no complaint Take care to love each other Both your brothers and your mother I am alone, so alone In this prison of a home Leave this layer to never dry Just listen to my goodbye Don’t look for blame From an open flame Left beside this pound of paint Hoping to incinerate this taint This is the end For me my friend Respect my choice And please rejoice Life is a wonderful adventure Some, missing that sweet splendor A burning ready for the blow To put me out, to let me go Despite all the talks, all the locks She’s opened up Pandora’s Box And let his evils out Fear, shame, sorrow, and doubt Their freedom found, they’re unconfined Exposed a weakened man’s mind No sun should have to see this depravity Hidden captive in his heart’s dark cavity
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Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 9:41 PM UTC
The Theodicy of Man
This heart beats a miserable mythos Daring death to bleed from my pried pithos And you can still feel her aura When the all-giving Pandora Pulled out my chest and asked How much of man is masked Passed her teary eyed mist She found this box with a list Sand, clean, prep, and paint This home with no complaint Take care to love each other Both your brothers and your mother I am alone, so alone In this prison of a home Leave this layer to never dry Just listen to my goodbye Don’t look for blame From an open flame Left beside this pound of paint Hoping to incinerate this taint This is the end For me my friend Respect my choice And please rejoice Life is a wonderful adventure Some, missing that sweet splendor A burning ready for the blow To put me out, to let me go Despite all the talks, all the locks She’s opened up Pandora’s Box And let his evils out Fear, shame, sorrow, and doubt Their freedom found, they’re unconfined Exposed a weakened man’s mind No sun should have to see this depravity Hidden captive in his heart’s dark cavity
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Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 9:41 PM UTC
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