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Oh decisions decisions, What challenges you are, The clock is ticking, Yet my thoughts don’t get far. That could be this and, This could be that. Each choice is a risk, So I might as well pick out of a hat. The intensity rises, As my body begins to perspire; Legs trembling, hands shaking, Each choice takes thought, must it require? Finally conclusions are drawn, As the brain halts the tearing. I can now calm to a relief; because Now I know the shirt I'll be wearing.
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Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 10:56 PM UTC
Decisions
Oh decisions decisions, What challenges you are, The clock is ticking, Yet my thoughts don’t get far. That could be this and, This could be that. Each choice is a risk, So I might as well pick out of a hat. The intensity rises, As my body begins to perspire; Legs trembling, hands shaking, Each choice takes thought, must it require? Finally conclusions are drawn, As the brain halts the tearing. I can now calm to a relief; because Now I know the shirt I'll be wearing.
andrew-fieler
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Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 10:56 PM UTC
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