Words are Actions.

Saturday, December 18, 2004

Everyday.

Each day is equal.
Each day is boring.
Equally boring.
Since you've gone away.
I can't pronounce the words cause no one cares to listen.
And I don't care to search for avid ears.
Bring yours over, let me fill them with secrets and laughter and foolishness.

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