Dear all:
Have you ever wanted to saw open the top of a calculator and see where all the numbers live?

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

The Midnight Blues

Midnight Blues

Whispers haunt the mind
Broken words lie in the heart
As blossoms fall down

Water falls like rain
Down palled cheeks filled with same
Sighs like restless wind

Gems fall from the eyes
Like diamonds in the sunlight
Sparkling sadness

Listen mournfully
To the songs of tortured hearts
Weeping in the wind.

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