Wandering mind...

by DeathsLove   Feb 23, 2007


Boredem seeps into the wandering mind
Numbers that hold no meaning
A speech that enters in one ear,
but quickly vanished out the other.

No meaning is held with flat numbers
Yet, words are so deep that you could drown in them
Words hold beauty and depth to me,
but numbers are nothing in my eyes.

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