Saturday, 10 December 2011

I keep my swagger!!

Should I feel masculine,
beneath this labyrinth of sullen grey
I believe I cant play dirty nomore,
in disfigured strength,
In pretentious monotonous,
... when time is servile
I command to run,
around these large spaces
amidst the squall of summer rain
where infinity is my territory..........

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