Life As A Poet...
Life As A Poet
I woke up thinking it was all a dream
Stood up to the sink
Wiped my eyes clean
Looked in the mirror,
I knew something was missing
That's when my mind struck me into reminiscing
All these feelings
That my heart was resisting
Closed my eyes, splashed water on my face
Try to forget this it was just a morning phase
Wipe it again,
Get off the mourning gaze,
Opened the door to leave my place,
Hat on my thoughts,
Pen in my hand,
Lets start these poem about better dayz...
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