My love for you ain't like a rose
Cause those rot and die
My love for you is like a french fry
Because it is everlasting and golden
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The Poetry Gripe
PoetryWelcome to a collection of poems I've written over the years. Some are a true delve into meaning and life. While others struggle with love and strife. The path ahead is not so easy. Please be careful reader, the mind is not so easy.
