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In a world brimming with tales untold,Where memories gleam like treasures of old,Let me paint a picture, a story of love,Of days spent with Grandpa, my blessing from above. With eyes full of wisdom, his presence divine,His hands weathered by time, a quiet lifeline,Grandpa and I would journey through ages,Our hearts intertwined, across life’s pages.…
In thoughts of gloom, where shadows lay,Where hearts do weep and minds do sway,I cast my gaze upon her face, Her name is Heroin, a captivating grace. She dances through veins with a seductive touch,Her allure so powerful, it’s almost too much,She whispers secrets into willing ears,And drown the sorrows, erase the fears. Oh, Heroin,…
POET’S PEN