www.whyville.net Jan 15, 2007 Weekly Issue



Supaang
Whyville Poet

Stressed

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PANDEMIC
Exhuasted
To the point where
I can't see my thoughts
Clearly
My mind is too
Fogged
So many things to remember
The room is spinning
The walls are closing in
My heart's pounding
My stomach wants to erupt
There's no turning back
I have to face what's coming
There's no way to escape
Because once it gets you
It never let's you go.

 

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