Morgan Stanton Poems

The feeling of being inclosed by a blanket of black
The feeling of not knowing what around the corner
The feeling of being the only one in this world.
These feelings are only brought by
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The world is crashing down.
Piece by piece, its tearing itself apart
Will you comfort me
With every frightening moment.
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You may think you’ve been kept secret all these years, my dear,
But your oh-so wrong.
Your eyes, they’re filled with hurt.
You’ve nearly drowned in pain.
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At last the last bit of air has escaped from my lungs,
and death should overcome me.
I close my eyes to anticipate the worst.
I can already imagine myself gazing into the light.
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These cheeks of mine
Are stained with tears
These eyes of mine
Are full of pain
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And lastly there's Dade
His hair dances in the wind
And he's wondering what love is
And why it has to end
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No, i don't hate you
I just hate the ciggarettes that blacken your lungs
And the alchohol that murders your liver
and how it cuts your life short
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You believe no two people in the world
have the same love we do
It's impossible for us to live
without one another
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Teeth, bared strong and elegant
White with shine
Soon to be stained
With velvet red poison
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Oh, mysterious one
Please help me.
I yearn to figure you out.
Yes, its true
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