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No turning back

By kay a

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I don't know what your reactionwill bewhen you realize I'm not turning backI'm scared that you will turn into that monster thatI've seen beforeI can't express to you how much I love you but I can express my fear of you even though you may not understand your booming voice and prior actionshad me scared once beforeand I'm afraid that'll happenonce againI can't be that frightened little girlI once was afraid of what you might say or dono matter what I said or didI can't walk on eggshells for youanymoreeach shell has made cuts in my heartas well as my mindand there are only holes that you have poked into my braintrying to get me to conformblaming mecondemning mefor my mistakes when your mistakes hit harder than your hand against my chestI live in a state of fear as I livewith youI'm tiredI'm sickof being treated as a prisoner of loveI am forever linked with you but it doesn't have to be like thatso regardless of your reactionwhen I don't turn backto see your faceyour look of hatredyour look of hurtyour look of loveI know that in order for me to be what I know I can beI have to leave.. Written December 5th, 2001 © on Dec 05 2001 02:39 PM PST   18 • 0 • 1

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"I don't know what your reactionwill bewhen you realize I'm not turning backI'm scared that you will turn into that monster thatI've seen beforeI can't express to you how much I love you but I can express my fear of you even though you may not understand your booming voice and prior actionshad me scared once beforeand I'm afraid that'll happenonce againI can't be that frightened little girlI once was afraid of what you might say or dono matter what I said or didI can't walk on eggshells for youanymoreeach shell has made cuts in my heartas well as my mindand there are only holes that you have poked into my braintrying to get me to conformblaming mecondemning mefor my mistakes when your mistakes hit harder than your hand against my chestI live in a state of fear as I livewith youI'm tiredI'm sickof being treated as a prisoner of loveI am forever linked with you but it doesn't have to be like thatso regardless of your reactionwhen I don't turn backto see your faceyour look of hatredyour look of hurtyour look of loveI know that in order for me to be what I know I can beI have to leave....."

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