One, two, three
Tell me, are you in with me?
Four, five, six will you follow me?
Or will you just left me?
Seven, it was then I had see
All of you worked busy
Eight, I was all alone
Doing all the chores all day long.
Nine, I have two prizes
One is for victory
And the other, a pain that disguises.
Ten, after all the tiredness, I'm searching for my clarity.
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Crafted Poems
PoetryWhen boredom strikes, lots of words come up in our mind. And that's when we get our pen and paper and let these words create an amazing form of poetry.
