Here I Am And There Is My

She's Talking About Herself In The Third Person Because The Idea Of Being Who She Is, Of Acknowledging That She Is Herself, Is More Than Her Pride Can Take.

It Is Myself I Have Never Met Whose Face Is Pasted On The Underside Of My Mind

If You Died It Would Be Like My Bones Had Been Removed. No One Would Know Why, But I Would Collapse.

Of Course I Loved You, You Saved My Life. I Wish You Hadn’t I Wish You Hadn’t I Wish You’d Left Me Alone.

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