Scratching my head alright.
Fainting at the sight of the ticking clock.
Horrified every second the hands dance.
How many times have I told myself that, never, will I do a last minute work ever, again?
How many I wonder.
LATE NIGHT MATCHA - The air was cold and wet that night. She looked at her watch and started counting the remaining hundreds of seconds to 10 while Radiohead was on her ste...
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