Ashlyn's Attic
Sunday, November 14, 2004
Stressed
Running and running,
but never catching up.
All energy gone,
heart pounding,
World buzzing past.
Never enough time
Minutes fly like lightning.
Contention fills the air.
Fall silent and tired.
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