Heather Stanton Poems

Some watch others walk by the rest stop, point and laugh. As you are standing, siting, or curled up crying.
Dos any one hear her?
No one helps her!
One day they will see her! The one on the street on the floor on the news.
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One Choice with Life Long Lasting Wounds.
One will surely get hurt in the end, While...
One will never know it ever happened for the wounded one:
Her life will never be the same.
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You don't think for me
You don't choose for me
You don't walk in my shoes
I walk my mile
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I'm suffocating inside Scream's unheard
You look away
You ignore me
You label me
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