BreaktimeA Poem by maiarusmThe feel of strain hangs on my shoulders I wish it away, but I refrain... from stealing away... time for a much coveted break
I force my body to accomodate... the headaches, the annoyance, and the frustration that eats away the patience I've reserved for the task at hand
I wonder shall i be able to finish this? I wish to rest but no, this break time I will work ... .... or maybe not.
Sleep now.
Finished:: 08/11/07 © 2008 maiarusmAuthor's Note
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