Brain as full as a matchbox
No spaces to fill in;
Need to discharge something
One of these is my feeling.

Thoughts as empty as a sea
No other marks to see;
Need to drop some stones
To destroy its own serenity.

Views as vague as an intersection
No perfect way to choose;
Need to make a stand now
To know where it leads somehow.

Heart as soft as a cotton ball
No roughness, not at all;
Need to ways to make it hard
One of these is to freeze it alive.

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