But I've no strength, no courage! If I must

Continue living, tread the steeper way,

Climb crises--impulse might o'erride dread; just

An instant could decide things either way.

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Today I tried to make a fresh start. It's still morning now.

I gussied myself up, made nice smells, chose nice duds and pretty colors, trying to be fresh.

Trying again.

I get in here and feel sucked into the vortex again, as if I were still Mrs Drudge the…

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a slurry jet of words, propelled by fear

of you, and what you'll think of me, erupts

from deep within my mind. step back, stand clear!

do not get splashed; this vitriol corrupts,

.

as i can witness. wildly i o'erflow!

acidic sentiments cannot be trapt

wit…