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This could be the longest night
In recorded history
And as for sleep, you might as well just cross it off the list
Of possibilities
Now I'm as brave as the next man
I won't turn and run from a fight
And I could last a million years
If I just get through this night

I could be a novelist
Tell secrets never heard
Pour my soul into each and every sentence
But I just can't find the words
Still I know that you're out there
And you can relate to it all
And I could bear the cold and stormy winter
If I just get through this fall

Don't you know there's no place on this earth
Where you can run to escape the pain of a broken heart
It's useless to spend the time it takes you try
But can't you see that I'm here
And I'm looking just the same
And I don't know why...

I could be a movie star
The king of hollywood
Make them cry, dramatically pretending
To keep romance alive
And I would humbly thank my director
And everyone involved from the start
I could blow them all away
If I'd only find the the part
If I just get through this night
If I just get through this night

Styx

Killroy Was Here

Just Get Through This Night

The last of my good Pyrex bowls: shattered
Tonight's dinner: Intended to be fettuccine alfredo tuna helper, it was in the Pyrex bowl at the time
The kitchen floor Megan scrubbed by hand over the weekend: take a guess where it all landed
My left leg: crisscrossed with small cuts from the glass shrapnel bomb that was dinner
My right foot: see the left leg
My right hand: see left leg, acquired while trying to clean up the remains

*sob*