where not one but two
our thoughts aren't but few
that we share when we ponder
inconsistent emotions that we keep
undercover
our writings discover
our true identity
so if you think that you know us
you only know me
but what if you multiply one
until you got three
And subtracted one digit
until you could see
And ill show you...
where no longer one or three
but where two and here's proof
if you continue
to read.
Folge ich
Geschichte von MichellaStonem
The Joint Journal
a continuing dialog of real journal entries, responding and reacting as one would in a personal diary.