Exhaustion, by 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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