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Oct 2012
I've played this scene in my head a thousand times
A scene that makes my eyes go blind
It's all I see everywhere I go
It's taken over my mind
It keeps me from sleeping at night
It distracts me from paying attention
It's eating my brain away
It zones me out
It's constant replays
It's dramatic changes
It's impact on me no matter which way it ends
It's driving me mad
It's literally making me so sick
Hours in the bathroom
My stomach doesn't work
My hearts stopped working
It works or it doesn't
All the possible possibilities
And when it comes time to act
I know I still won't be ready
There's no preparing for this
Time is winding down
Ready. Set. Go!
L Smida
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