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My name is Morgan. I am 17 My birthday is June 27. I am a full-time actress, twilight fourm admin, and writer. But I have been have a bit of writers block if you can't tell from my non poem writing in about 3 years.

Note to Self - From First To Last

Two roads...Split off from here, and my life goes running in opposite directions.
Exaggerating the barrier between who I am, and who I want to be.

I wanted to be that breath of fresh air, When everything smelled so insincere.
But this taste still lingers in my mouth, Deceit has ways of sticking around.
And I'm ready to disappear, Vacation seems far seems From here.

Note to self: I miss you terribly.
This is what...We call a tragedy.
Come back to me, Come back to me, To me.
Note to self: I miss you terribly.
This is what...We call a tragedy.
Come back to me, Back to me, To me.

I can feel my mind, wandering again.
Into where I dont know, and will I ever get home?
Time starts moving, faster than I can.
And I'm sick of this scene, I need to break from the routine.

I can feel my mind, wandering again.
Into where I dont know, and will I ever get home?
Time starts moving, faster than I can.
And I'm sick of this scene, I need to break the routine.

Two roads...Split off from here, and my life goes running in opposite directions.
Exaggerating the barrier between who I am, and who I want to be.

Which part of me is left? I feel so close, and yet I am so far.
Which part of me is lost? I feel so close, and yet I am so...Far!...

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  • She stared out the window at the delicate snow floating to the cold ground outside. As she stared out hot salty tears poured down her fragile cheeks. She counted every breath s
    304 lines, 2 comments, October 11, 2005. In <200 lines, Depression
  • She stared out the window at the delicate snow floating to the cold ground outside. As she stared out hot salty tears poured down her fragile cheeks. She counted every breath s
    304 lines, October 11, 2005. In <200 lines, Depression

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  • Tempest Typhoon on October 6, 2006
    Oh my god, hey Morgan! This is Matt...wow, I'm uhm..well not too great..but...I hope you're okay! I was just thinking of you the other day, and wishing I had a chance to apologize for the way things happened between us..hopefully you'll IM me sometime. Yahoo: the_tempest_typhoon See ya Morgan. =) ~Matt
  • Tempest Typhoon on October 6, 2006
    Oh my god, hey Morgan! This is Matt...wow, I'm uhm..well not too great..but...I hope you're okay! I was just thinking of you the other day, and wishing I had a chance to apologize for the way things happened between us..hopefully you'll IM me sometime. Yahoo: the_tempest_typhoon See ya Morgan. =) ~Matt
  • brokenbylaw on May 27, 2006
    Im Emo to
  • brokenbylaw on May 27, 2006
    Nice Poem i love it 1 of the best check out mine

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