*two thoughts*
This is evil
Sapping of a soul
Denial of worth
Hard to understand
How a mere salaried role could mean so much
Be irretrievably linked
To feelings of self
And yet this rut
Has been my other home
With people I know and understand
Better than I care to admit
Got beneath my nails
Became part of my epidermis
Hours of my life expended
Which I cannot reclaim
As with all seconds lived
Once consumed must be accepted
The life lived Time spent
Was that which it was
Time holds no dress rehearsals
Suck eagerly at teat of Time
Once gone there is no more for you.
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