Dancing thoughts that never cease
Ideas running wild like stampeding beasts
Succumbing to the pull but not the release
Taking me away from the things I need
Reeling me in with blinding speed
Acting like a thief, it steals my time
Captivating me with an alluring rhyme
Taking my attention away each time
I know it does nothing but mime
Only a temporary escape from my daily grind
Never truly leaving my responsibilities behind
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LaRita Dixon
LaRita Dixon is an biochemistry student, author, and avid reader. She loves writing webtoons, novels and a good cup of coffee.
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