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Aug 2013
I've always been bad at biting my tongue
Since I was little everything seems
to make its way past my teeth and my gums
I think I've just always imagined the sting
of rejection can't be as miserable as the
tired agony of prolonged uncertainty
*This time I'm not so sure
Morgan
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Morgan  25/F/Scranton Pa
(25/F/Scranton Pa)   
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