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Jul 2013
And with so much to say
I can't help but to cry
She sees the tears in my eyes
And puts her hand
cold & firm
on my shoulder
Her phone rings anxiously
She looks at me apathetically
"I have to take this"
And walks with conviction
To her office
I melt violently
into the soft comfort
Of my bed
All that I'll have again today
And
I just hope
I hope so much
That I'm never as important
As she is
I never want to be too important
To care
Morgan
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Morgan  25/F/Scranton Pa
(25/F/Scranton Pa)   
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