I refuse to let the past find me here.
Libba BrayNo? Part girl, part wolf? Do they lick their butter knives?
Libba BrayWhen the music is over, she keeps her head down till she finds her seat again, and I wonder how many times each day she dies a little.
Libba BrayTonight, she went into the woods, and I fear she shall live in the woods of my soul for the rest of my days.
Libba BrayI'm sorry, Gemma. But we can't live in the light all of the time. You have to take whatever light you can hold into the dark with you.
Libba BrayIt's possible to pretend I'm someone other than who I am, and if I pretend long enough, I can believe it.
Libba BrayHow I'd love to get away from here and be someone else for a while in a place where no one knows or expects certain things from me.
Libba BrayWarning: If you are insufferable, do not walk here. We shall eat you down to the marrow.
Libba BrayAnd now I understand that truth casts a spell of its own, one I'm not sure of how to hold on to, though I'm desperate to try.
Libba BrayCome on, Father. Stop me. Tell me to behave, to go to hell, something, anything.
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