Thursday, December 18, 2014

The Room

This room whether large or whether small, is the same either way as long as there is only I who sits within its walls.  Yes when alone not much matters either way.  If no one else sits here beside me, there is no one to hear a word I say.  Alone, one,single, only one here,only one there.  Private is another word to describe,that there is not another to care.  Woe is me, would be a cry of lonely to be paired.  Woe is me for fear life will never be shared.  Yes one, single, alone  is sad when put as me without another. I suppose  alive but alone, is better than one whose living is over.

                         

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