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morgan Apr 2016
you spilled gasoline
all over me

but the minute the forest
went up in flames
you were gone

how could you leave me
to put out the fire
inside me
alone
morgan Apr 2016
I wish everything
didn't feel so heavy

like i'm carrying
rocks in my backpack
all the time

I wish I knew
how to lift off
this weight and
move on
morgan Mar 2016
I want a different kind of love
a love you can't stop thinking about
that burns your soul with happiness
and fills your stomach with butterflies
and never lets you down
real love
the kind that makes you wish you found it sooner
a quiet love
filled with smiles and secrets and staying up late
a love you can't just walk away from

— The End —