Math Class Drama, by Loneliness is condescending
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Infinite solution to unanswerable questions
Inconsiestys are rising
To many ways to find one answers
Spiraling numbers with no meaning
Haunting recollections of math class drama
Improbable equations wishing for a change
Echoing clatter of a breaking chalk
The lungs forget to scream
Even now the silence seems afraid
Empty classrooms fill with flashing lights
Desk within the growing dust
Alone I sit eyes face forward
Waiting for a familiar sound
Just one more meaningless equation I promise not to wander
I'll stay here in this world with number ruled laws
Asking for another day of monotones dreams
Still the silence will not answer
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Posted: 2005-05-06 15:02:10 UTC |
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2005-06-27 16:25:03 | perf3ct |
thats clever. haha I love it alot. |