Sirwin
Sirwin

Seven AM


seven AM, crawling outta bed

thoughts racing, anxiety

it catapult's me into the day

Wake n bake to clear my head

 

Shit i just wanna go back to sleep

Have a chat with the angel of death

Sadly she simply refused to reap 

so, i put my headphones in

and lose myself in the beat

 

Smile, when all's been said and done

i think this is winters end

and im ready to feel the sun

maybe try to have a little fun

 

 

 

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The Virtual Idealist
The Virtual Idealist

Hi, this is The Pursuit, its meant to be a fun entry point into the crypto world for me. I will be writing Poetry, Short Stories, NFT/Gaming articles, and more. I invite you all to come along with me for the ride and i thank you for the support .


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