BLACK ROSES..APRIL.21.10

me and my room
one of office
another for night shelter

work stress and an array hazy fathomless challenges
and the other side of vacuum lit large

I search me
worth being an alphabet nonetheless

I have searched your aura
but found an array of opportunism to the extremes

I seek alibis

surf hard of what I have

put the bubbles
at all corners

it dries up at the whims of winds

I am left with another definitions

me and my room
twins blades of my existence

I stride my way

keep the intact too hostile

manufactured relevance

me and my rooms
of existence and oblivion's lit large

I've the later part

again to fight back

and often ask myself
for what

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