Waiting on Sunday as well as someday

By The Virtual Idealist | LazyArt's Poetry | 27 Jul 2024

What do you do when lonely turns to rage

Watching paint dry waiting on Sunday.

Wishing and dreaming of someday

You smile expecting good food

but silence kills the taste.

Everything feels half as good, half as fun

I feel half alive, but i feel,

so i suppose I must still be alive.

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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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