In the quiet of night, when the world's asleep,
The boy takes solace in secrets he'll keep.
With pen in hand and paper aglow,
He lets his heart spill, letting feelings flow.
In verses woven, with rhythm and rhyme,
He finds release, in the passage of time.
Each line a balm, for wounds unseen,
Each word a whisper, in the night serene.
Through poetry's embrace, he finds his voice,
A sanctuary of choice, where he can rejoice.
No longer bound by secrets untold,
He lays bare his soul, in stories bold.
With each stanza penned, he finds his release,
A catharsis profound, a moment of peace.
For in the realm of poetry's embrace,
He finds solace, in a sacred space.
And though the pain may never fully fade,
In the beauty of verse, he's unafraid.
For in the act of creation, he finds his might,
A beacon of hope, in the darkest night.
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Heartbreak Steel
PoetryIn a world of circuits and gears, A scientist's dream, wrought through tears, A robot boy, with heart and soul, But in disguise, his story unfolds. Funding lost, dreams shattered, The scientist's love never mattered, So to an orphanage, the boy was...
