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I'm working late again.
The clock's ticking away quarter past eleven.
My neck's hurting and my back's aching.
But the work I'm doing is just breath taking.
A dodge here a burn there.
Zoom out and it all looks fair.
My eyes are only a few inches away.
This is the best I've done all day.
Can't leave, I'm attracted to the monitor light.
Looks like I'll be working all night.
The coffee's getting cold, I need another one.
Cause it's gonna be another ten hours before I'm done.
Better save it before anything comes about...
...what's that? A black out?
Well I better call home, right?
"Honey, don't wait for me it's another one of those nights?
It's me except this one is my future in an office...
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reokon Featured By Owner May 4, 2001
Caffeine.... The Drug of Gods.

Reokon

Can you handle Being a Victim?
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stackelberg Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2001   Photographer
Wow Jerry it sounds like you.
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cul-azul-fazul Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2001
LOL, this poem totally was what I was feelin at the time. Oh man, thas crazy I was doina PS project and I wanted to read some poetry, and this was it! Nice!
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