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THOSE MYSTERIOUS JARS

Inside my room, nobody sees
These hidden shelvings that constantly bring me back
"What's on them?" you ask
These little jars with labels on them
They say curious things like "his hopes and dreams"
What do I think of that?
Is it possible that my emotions
Can be conveyed through some kind of physical space?
And if so, can I erase them?
Well the lids are sealed so tightly but
If I could open up one of those jars well then we would see
A whole new me

I just don't know about this
What a strange thing for me to come across
I just don't know...

How would I act
If my subconscious thoughts
Were handed to me in a jar
I'd be afraid of
You or someone else
Coming into my room
And finding those jars

I hope that I would not get too
Carried away looking into these things
Could I hold myself back?
I hope I could, but I'm not sure
We'll just take a little peek inside to find out
Oh I'm sure this isn't good
What would happen now if I destroyed the jars?
Would I be overcome with some wierd emotion?
I suppose it's worth a try, but could I die?
I don't know
Could I die
I don't know




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