Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Stolen

When your thoughts aren't your own, the seconds seem like hours and an hour flys by like a minute.

When you can't think straight the whole world goes by in a blur. You don't see anyone, anything.

When you just want to stay curled up in bed, your body moves but you can't feel a thing.

When you've had just about enough, something else lands on your shoulders, making it every little bit harder to keep on pushing.

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