By George’s Girl 2025
The Haunted House haiku
The most haunted house
No one dares to cross its door
Only death resides
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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I bet when you pass this house on the street you either stare at it or you cross to the other side of the street. Good work.