Who are you, Poets Hart?

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So you have come into my personal door. The woman who likes faeries (not referring to gay men, I mean the "mythical" being), and happens to like to bitch about stupid shit over the net. Welcome to my world. since you came this far I will give you my name. I am called Sarah. Why am I called the poets Hart? Obviously, Hart made the screen name for me, and I do many works of poetry, none of which you will see, because I don't want my works plagiarized. (Yes, toto, I do have very little trust in people.) Either way, this is who I am. I am not your traditional female, so don't treat me like one. Doing so could result in fatal ego injury (yes, virginia, I'm brutal). I choose only to talk to people with substance, and I have a distaste for shallow half - wits (if you're shallow, then you are a half - wit)who just waste time trying to rile people up. And now if you'll excuse me, I need to get back to more important issues. Try another door. ~The Poets Hart~ My song ~ story of my life Away from the Sun (Music by Arnold, Roberts & Harrell) It's down to this I've got to make this life make sense Can anyone tell what I've done I miss the life I miss the colors of the world Can anyone tell where I am Cause now again I've found myself so far down Away from the sun that shines into the darkest place I'm so far down away from the sun again Away from the sun again I'm over this I'm tired of livin' in the dark Can anyone see me down here The feeling's gone There's nothing left to lift me up Back into the world I know And now again I've found myself so far down Away from the sun that shines into the darkest place I'm so far down away from the sun That shines to light the way for me to find my way back into the arms That care about the ones like me I'm so far down away from the sun again It's down to this I've got to make this life make sense And now I can't tell what I've done And now again I've found myself so far down Away from the sun that shines to light the way for me And now again I've found myself so far down Away from the sun that shines into the darkest place I'm so far down away from the sun That shines to light the way for me to find my way back into the arms That care about the ones like me I'm so far down away from the sun again

This is me, lady of light and darkness.

Dare to go further?

Door number one

Door to Hart

Fly by my window

Dialing Planet P3X289

No faerie grants wishes, she is not a genie, but a gift of nature.

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