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Nov 2015
i ask questions i already know the answers to
because there are lessons i wish i learned
for the first time from someone like you

i have a fever and i'm anxious for no reason,
is there a place where boys go to cry
and girls go to get even?

life like a sinking ship,
there's a captain but he's a liar

i'm the one who swallowed the flood,
and caused the electrical fire.
veins crossing veins,
igniting our bed.

*******, the things i'd do
just to get you out of my head

pretty blue eyes,
you open them
6 AM on a sunday
and a part of me dies

for you i'll stay safe
and warm
for you i'll get down
on my knees,
& arch my back
in perfect form

your tongue is
soft
your arms are
heavy
i can feel the places
where your
scars are
healed
i can smell the
opened wounds
that are fresh
and new
i am listening,
i am listening,
tell me what to do

i am here
i am here
i am here
for you
Morgan
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Morgan  25/F/Scranton Pa
(25/F/Scranton Pa)   
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