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Morgan Wing

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

3 poems·Since January 2016
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Growth

January 12, 2016

I've always been told I would expand.

Grow into what I've always meant to be and yet I see, this other side, this other side of me that can only linger. Roam in my past and bring me tears every memory in resurgance. I care more than I wish to tell about how you used to feel.

In those days where loved made a difference and love made sense to me.

I've felt envy and pain. I've felt everything I was warned of and yet here I am wallowing.

This was supposed to be different and here I am. The same me. The same person I used to be.

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