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And now, after typing that out, I have butterflies, the good kind. The kind that brings passion. The kind that brings a rush of emotions. I feel like a warrior.
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Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I want to spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
Tori Amos ~ Crucify
Dx: Schizoaffective Disorder
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