The nameless room

Nameless room

Nameless room

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So graciously devoted to polishing books.

I walked through mud to find you here,

and the songs stopped singing hours ago.

 

I was about to leave these flowers,

but I could not let them go.

I was just hoping you would realize

these flowers were not meant for book-keeping,

and this card here not meant for store-rooms.

The mud made my road much harder,

I can still stand for you.

 

Words are too painful outside books,

but that is where I want them.

 

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