they call me pandora
where am i what is this
who's there
a closed box
opened under the sky
words discarded and found again
bones broken on purpose make you grow.
flesh itches when it's healing
there's nothing here
i hope it's not empty forever
the erranticist - 12/03/2004 06:36:00 PM
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