This mind is ÷
With x² thoughts
Of - and hurt
The loss of someone
No of understanding
Will ever comprehend
What the measure of thoughts mean
People as just x's and y's
In this problem called life
So # us off
1,2,3,4
Cold hearted voices cout off more
I need ≅ or equality
Someone to understand
1,2,3,4
The #'s go on
In to ∞
Of nothing, of zero (0)
Void (≠ ;) to life and
Love, for which math
Has no symbol...
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