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To be unbroken, what would that be? If words that were spoken, had not shattered meZOEgirl
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Yeah — Sure I remember Matter of fact it was just last SeptemberShe still calls it the fall to remember Little Heather when it all came together You remember the first time you met her? She cried when it rained and blamed the weather But inside she strained with suicide letters The kind of cold you couldn’t warm with a sweater Hardly lasted past December She said she was headed down to defeat That’s the last you’d seen and never had dreamed That the same little Heather — It’s who you saw last week In an instant you couldn’t have missed her gleam As she listened she looked like a distant queen With a difference, there for all to see She found a different — A different kind of free .ZOEgirl