Who Is Still Counting Pi Anyway?
4.12.2009
Martyr Much? and Elsewhere and The Truth
If I bleed in the dark,
And don't want you to see,
It's only because it's fitting,
And very very manly.
~
In the snowfall,
I revealed my true self,
White as its surroundings,
I didn't tell a soul.
~
How do I tell you,
That I have no idea how to get to point B?
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