
Drawing room
It's the place where I welcome,
Everyone in my world.
Nothing else wants me to overcome,
When they see how I furled.
Drawing room is the best,
With lots of chai and biscuits.
I overflow with zest,
Taking a bite from the biscuits.
Filling the space with endless laughter,
Makes my heart swirl with happiness.
There comes a time after,
Where I see just the emptiness.
As everyone leaves, to be me alone,
I, then befriend my best pal, earphone.
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