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Meghan

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

8 poems·Since April 2013
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Hands

April 15, 2013
Your hand holds mine so tightly I think you might crush it But I know we both need it Our hands are an anchor To know we're both there There for each other There forever in each other's hearts We know our time was special Our bond like no other ever before We'll part tomorrow But for now our hands grasp each other so tightly I think they might burst Our lives may end up bursting after tomorrow morning ends No one knows what to expect The last few weeks were magic Off in the wilderness Nowhere near civilization Tomorrow night we'll be back in our beds In houses with blood relatives But our family scattered far and wide Tomorrow we may just break down and cry But tonight we have each other's hands And we don't plan on letting go anytime soon
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