Hannah Shier Poems

Kick, run, kick, run, kick;
follows the ball without fail:
Simple minded child
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You see that girl there?
Yeah, that one.
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Once upon a time,
with dragons and knights and valor,
there was life.
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Why am I so tired?
I can feel the world
dragging on my shoulders.
Why?
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With breath of spring soon
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Big girls,
they don't cry.
No.
Instead
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One more step
that's all I need.
One more step
and I'll make it.
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And even though I walk through the valley
of the shadows of death,
I still hear you calling, whispering, yelling, screaming.
At the same time, I hear them.
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I see those who call themselves
'Christians' as they break rules and
the like for which they chide others for.
Hypocrites.
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My life is falling apart
and I can do nothing to stop it.
The end of the world is told to be coming
and all I can think about is how screwed
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