Turning A Chore to a Bore to my Core
Your Core is what gets you going, what is your core? Or do you live a life in bore?
With every sun and moon, you stay waiting for your time like a racoon.
I spend my night and day like a wolf, hunting for my success
like it's prey without any delay.
This poem is about:
Me
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