Heather Sierra Ann Poems

They lied to me...
They said the pain would fade...
They said one day I'd forget...
They said one day I wouldnt cry when I thought of you...
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Its not the end I fear...
Its not the thought of moving on.
Its the chance that what I find is nothing but an epmty abyss of total darkness.
The thought that all I am, everything I'll ever be, will end in a thoughtless vastness with nothing left of the real me.
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One thread works togeather with another to make a blanket.
One blanket can keep one person warm.
One person can change the lives of millions in one lifetime.
One person can hurt thousands with one action.
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Not every story has a happy ending, not every song plays a pretty tune.
Sometimes when the sky falls down all around you and the creatures come to play.
Your not strong enough to hold it up and keep them at bay.
Sometimes you leave with more than a scratch and sometimes when your heart breaks there is no way to put it back.
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