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I don't have very many dreams or goals that most people have, some that are definitely unreachable, but worth striving for. Every now and then I write a story in my head or pen a poem down. The only way I know how to express myself through words is through my writing.

Monday, December 12, 2011

One

One more hour-
I'm almost out
One more day-
It's creeping up fast
One more week-
Just another memory
One more month-
What's another?
One more year-
How much longer?
One more decade-
No chance of turning back the clock
Just one more eternity-
It's all over.


*Side note: I was at work and was thinking A LOT. At first it started out about work, but in the end it became about life. Work is my life I suppose...

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