Microwave popcorn

What if your brain was just a small packet of popcorn that desperately needed a microwave. What if it refuses to operate until you show it some love- Let it open itself up. What if all it wanted was to feel a little more lightweight- 'pop' away the pressure of being confined to a head-cage. What if our brains Were just raw popcorn pieces That needed some heating To melt away the pain.

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