Fleeting Fright
Arduous anticipation for the tasks to come
Makes time fly by so swift
And it almost feels tangible
Steadily mounting fear churns a visceral burning
A peculiar mix of dread and desperate pleading
For the labor to be done
No matter how daunting it may be
Tearing the leech free
Results in less pain than slowly succumbing
But fret not
It's not nearly as bad as it seems
Maybe it's not perfect
And that's okay
That's the game of life
You make mistakes
All these consequences
Result in more effective play
So stop procrastinating
Just get it done
Some progress is a lot better than none
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I wrote this while procrastinating :)
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