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Dec 2014
You can't fix people
nor can you be the medicine
they need
You can't fight their demons for them
nor take their sadness
and make it into something beautiful
The pain that comes with this realization can be compared to
a dagger going through your
heart
It's heavy on the mind
but even heavier on the
heart
and you can't let yourself bear that kind of weight
alone
Sierra Scanlan
Written by
Sierra Scanlan  Rock Island
(Rock Island)   
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