Worst poem ever.

In a room full of darkness,
He came with a bright soul,
Turning my frown into a wide smile,
He sang to devour my soul.

In a room full of silence,
He spoke of conversations,
Reading my mind every instance,
He inclined to read my soul.

In a room full of emptiness,
He filled every nook with cheer,
He sang melodies,
To keep the happiness grow.

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