A Woman's Place: It's broken

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Monday, March 16, 2009

It's broken

and you broke it baby... This was my heart, and it was yours, and you stood on it. How do I heal from this? What will lessen the pain? Only work, and sleep... when i can. And when I wake, at four a.m, and want to text you, I have to wonder.. are you with her? I don't care. I'm not jealous. She... Sign in to see full entry.

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Poetry in odd moments. A woman is not a piece of fiction, nor is she a reflection of a man's insecurities or anxieties. I wonder if Professor Higgins realised that, in creating Eliza Doolittle in his preferred image, he was taking away her soul? After some years of turbulence, I feel like I am coming out of the tunnel. It's a good feeling. Even so, as you will see from my journal works, since we are the sum of all our experiences, good or bad, sometimes things come back and bite us when we least expect it. Now I just take things one day at a time. I don't sleep a lot however!

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