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June 7, 2005

a room for me

sometimes i do not know what has become of me, or of the words that come out as i revel in stolen moments of being alone.

i only wish to have my own room.
that is all.

4 comments:

inktrip said...

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Hiraya said...

the silence of your own room does help to vacuum more poetry and songs from the head to the paper.

liyo_denorte said...

soon you will my dearie..
a room full of songs..
a room filled with aromas
a room for love making..

someday, you will..

patzz said...

you could always make your own world ver.... :D