the buffoon with no room!!

        

....... once more all alone and still a loon, but after being a buffoon.there is no room in this heart to call my own but now i know. there are times when i step in to clean but the memories are to pristine, they bring tears then smears.  do not like visiting this room for i was gratuitous and hoped for the best like the rest, turned out to be the pest. all gone tears dry wish i had something to melt this ice, that would be nice.