She works like a machine,
Slaves her hours away.
Hardly sleeps a wink at night,
Never stops to think at day.
The problem here is simple,
She hides it not at all.
Not one second of personal time,
Never does she stall.
She hides from the world in work,
Her friends left at the wayside.
A moment out of work
Returns her too quick to her life.
How long before she is caught out?
Only a few seconds on her own
Would see her plummet back to life,
And everything she's hiding from.
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