I want you to see this and know how I feel but I don't want to tell you because I don't want it to hurt.
I want to comfort you and help you sleep but I want your dreams to be played to the sound of me sobbing silently over the phone as I try to explain to you the irrational fears that have haunted me since I was I was a girl.
I want you to know it's not what you did but how it happened.
I want to sleep but my eyes won't close.
My fingers won't quit clacking at these keys.
Tomorrow is going to be hell for me....





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I want her to see what's under her nose
and the delicate heart just under her toes.
I wish she'd tread lightly when she speaks of her romps,
for in all of her stories, on my heart she stomps.
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hippychick. [link]
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Arbeit für den Sig!
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"Life itself is will to power"
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- Rasheek
Please feel free to visit my
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- Rasheek
Please feel free to visit my
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