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Observations of a Quixotic Femme Noire
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Warrior-woman; a Valkyrie. I'll always be yours. Always...and never. 
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Monday, May 16, 2005
Scars – Papa Roach; Getting Away With Murder I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut My weakness is that I care too much And my scars remind me that the past is real I tear my heart open just to feel Drunk and I'm feeling down And I just wanna be alone I'm pissed `cause you came around Why don't you just go home `Cause you channelled all your pain And I can't help you fix yourself You're making me insane All I can say is [Chorus:] I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut And my weakness is that I care too much And our scars remind us that the past is real I tear my heart open just to feel I tried to help you once Against my own advice I saw you going down But you never realized That you're drowning in the water So I offered you my hand Compassion's in my nature Tonight is our last stand [Chorus] I'm drunk and I'm feeling down And I just wanna be alone You shoulda never came around Why don't you just go home? `Cause you're drowning in the water And I tried to grab your hand I left my heart open But you didn't understand But you didn't understand Go fix yourself I can't help you fix yourself But at least I can say I tried I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life I can't help you fix yourself But at least I can say I tried I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life [Chorus x2] It can't be! This can't be happening! I'm in a nightmare. Every where I look, I find more and more and more and more to feel unsettled, unsafe, disturbed, alone, used, betrayed... There is no waking up. It is a downward spiral that was slow for years and now picking up speed; now almost out of control. Faster faster faster... to what end? Why isn't it realized that this isn't about me. I've been told that I am incapable of loving and will not allow others to love me. My BULLSHIT-O-METER is wildly off the scale. I didn't know how little his "just enough" was until my accident and he couldn't "stay true" for me even though I kept it together with his distance, depression, lashing out and passive-aggressive behavior for years. Now, I can't think of anything that is pushing him away from me that is because of me...yet he is going. And I'm spent. holla@me
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