Work Load, by LostSoul Subscribe to rss feed for LostSoul

Wake up
Get up
Stand up

My work...

It is a part of me
The essence of my vitality
Livin' it up, it's my reality

Every day is another day
To live what ever comes my way

Every day is a struggle
Meetings forever huddle
Won't disappear like a puddle

My work...

My essence
The workload
Evanescence

Go home and it's still with me
In part, it has become a part of me

Creativity flows
That's just the way it goes
No time for shows
Always on the go
That's the name of the workload.

My work...

Wake up
Get up 
Stand up
Posted: 2009-02-12 07:29:34 UTC

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