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Oct 2015
I stitched my cuts with flowers
so I could be lovely
I put on my best dress and flowered crown
before I set off for the sky
I tied my noose upon the edge of the crescent moon
now with the stars i'll never be lonely
I left the world I found unpleasant but now up here it is quite fine
for upon all the beauty around me, before my leave
all I could say was " oh my"
Finally i'm one with the universe dangling from the crescent moon
I appear fragile , lovely , and free
Everything I was and wanted to be...
Morgan Floyd
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Morgan Floyd  alabama
(alabama)   
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