Everytime I look at it
It's as if my heart stops beating
The wind, caught in my throat
My heart feels so heavy like lead
And all around me
The world turns from light to dark.
Have got to stop feeling like a ninny. Especially at work. More things to do, though I'm not sure if I can do the whole calling thing. Feel like a telemarketer. But we do what we do and tonight, unfortunately, I'll be staying in.
My Pall Mall, tea and me.
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