Scammer!!!! warning another scammer going by Linda Derry..... the email for each scam artist is almost exact..... Each person has their email with a different first name but derrick as the last.
Can you hear me? My screams getting louder, my body fighting harder, can you hear me now!? I tell you stop, but you don’t listen. I tell you once more, but again I am ignored. I hit, and kick, and watch you stumble… Can you hear me now!? You come back, making another attack. I hit harder, you go down, how bout’ now, can you hear me? Now you’re up, but I ran away, not a clean getaway, you caught me, and I’ve had enough! I pull a knife, and you go down, not gonna get back. I told you to stop! CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW!?!?
My heart beats like a thousand fleets, marching on to a beautiful song. When the tempo slows, and the darkness. That beautiful song is gone. My pulse quickens, my knees weaken, I can only try not to cry. My life you took, was shaken not shook, life was a treat, and so sweet. But once I saw you, there was nothing I could do, I reached so hard I fell, and all you had to do was ring a bell. For once now, I won’t be a cow, I won’t be pushed, and no longer shushed. I’m FREE, and finally ME!!!!
I'm worthless.... not a reason exists why I should be here... but yet, here I am... why? - I'm a nobody, why do you love me? why are you still here? you hate me. - Life not worth living.... I'm not worth living... I'm worthless... So there... - I'll be gone.... away for good... no longer taking your precious air... I don't need it, where I'm going... - I'm worthless, so there... GoodBye, and farewell.
little dark girl with kind eyes when it comes time to use the knife I won't flinch and i won't blame you, as I drive along the shore alone as the palms wave, the ugly heavy palms, as the living does not arrive as the dead do not leave, i won't blame you, instead i will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me, and I will remember your small room the feel of you the light in the window your records your books our morning coffee our noons our nights our bodies spilled together sleeping the tiny flowing currents immediate and forever your leg my leg your arm my arm your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again. little dark girl with kind eyes you have no knife. the knife is mine and i won't use it yet.