Exhaustion, by Rachel Subscribe to rss feed for Rachel

work me to the bone
wear me out
tear me apart
i wont complain
i am made for work
and work i will
because i care
and you deserve the best
i'm sorry for being tired
but i can only be great for so long.
soon i will be only good
then i will fail
and you will hate
and our feelings
will not be the same
this is what i expect.
prove me wrong.
Posted: 2006-06-28 00:26:46 UTC

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