For your desperate cries
for the lonely ache that threatens
to eat you from the inside out
For the fear you’ll never be
more than a face in love’s crowd
there is always Pandora’s story
How many times have you (and I!)
unable to resist, opened
that heart-shaped box
released your self into the world
of broken promises and eyes
too blind to see the you of you?
Remember always, always, always
there is one last sotto voce cry
barely audible over the drum beat
that flushes cheeks when it all goes wrong
Remember always, always, always
there’s a tiny voice to soothe us
and make all the tears worth while
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