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  Nov 2017 morgan
Renée C
In my dreams, I'm
under you
I feel your teeth on my skin
and your hand
on my throat
and I wake
with your name on my lips.

you *******.
  Nov 2017 morgan
kayanja ronald edwin
rusty spoons,

broken chandeliers,

wasted berries,

empty glasses

dead wine


a love that fades,

faster,

than I could drink

cold,

but longing


the pleasure of nothingness

the touch of nothingness

the sound of nothingness

the taste of nothingness
"I just want to be free, wild and young"
I am tired of how much I must change for him, why?
morgan Nov 2017
I am drowning in anxiety please this is my cry for help
morgan Nov 2017
grey;
air
lungs
hands
toes
hair
teeth
eyes
the light is gone the fun has rotted
now all that is left is grey
can you give me a light?
morgan Nov 2017
baby,
he called me
with such desire
with such a cold heart
what is the connotation of your love
because, sometimes it is hard to tell if its even existent
since if it isn't desire
you call me baby
with such a cold heart
can you please hold me and treat me like I am the most exquisite, intelligent, and powerful girl you've ever met
morgan Nov 2017
living life , like reading a book
read over and over
knowing it forwards and backwards
understanding the beginning and end
I want a different book
give me new life
morgan Nov 2017
and since my dreams are ***** and cigarettes
i taste like rotting butterscotch
growing older
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