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Hello.

I'm Morgan.

I'm a sophomore.

Music is the biggest thing in my life.

Rock, screamo, alternative, electronica, techno, hardcore.

My favorite bands are Alesana, Ludo, and A Skylit Drive, HIM, and Evanescence.

I love vampires and mythical creatures. Some part of me knows they are real. Don't burst my bubble.

I like book usually more than people.Sorry thats just the way it is.

Also, I write poetry. Alot of it.

Just look at my blog, I've got like a million up on here.

Read them and tell me what you think?

It would make my day :]

Label me and I'll label you right back.

Promise to love me, and you'll be mine forever.

I hate fakes and liars.

Don't disapoint me.

Don't judge me, you don't know me, and you have no idea what my life is like.

I won't complain, so don't think you are so much better than me.

Message me if you want to know more, or if you want to talk.

Zack, I want you to know, I love you. Not sure why or how, but I do.You're my best friend.I don't know what's wrong with me latly. I can't stop thinking about you. Just hearing your voice makes my day. And I know that you'll always be there for me

Erin is my neighbor, and my best friend that's female.

Generally, I don't get along well with females. Too catty and gossipy.

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September 2

Ultimatum

Alright Zach:
Here's the deal. You have to get something straight. Or at least I've got to get this out of me, whether or not you ever actually read this. I've had enough of your games. No more facade. You have a choice to make. Me or her. You can't have both any more. I won't put up with it any more. You are FAKE! You are two diffrent people. One around me, then a totally diffrent one at school. You can't be my "best freind" . You just can't. I don't think you know how to be a true friend. Or love me. You say you do, but I don't believe you . Not anymore. You've gone on with this masquerade long enough. And I've had enough. True friends don't act the way you do. People who love each other know its NOT OKAY to kiss someone else in front of each other, and a simple sorry cover it. It doesn't even begin to fix it. You HURT ME, Zach. And for some twisted reason, I keep on letting you hurt me. Over and over again. So here we stand. You have limited time. Make a choice. Break up with her. Or don't even bother trying to be my friend. In the beginning, I was ffine with being your friend , even if you chose her. But not anymore. Not after all these things you show me, offer me, dangle right in front of my face, then snatch them away, laughing."haha you can't have me." Not going to cut it anymore. So much has changed, so that doesn't apply any more. And I think you know that. But you keep putting it off, stalling. Begging to have us both, just a little longer. You have a pretty sweet thing going on, don't you? Jennifer whenever you want, and then you come home and act like you love me. You have to stop this. You can't continue to tihs. It isn't fair to me, and it isn't fair to her. So, choose. Soon Zach, I've had enough. I mean it. I love you, but you cannot keep on doing this to me? do you honestly like to hurt me so much? Really. I'm angry now, but most of the time , I'm just plain hurt. I hidde it pretty well. I laugh with you and joke around, when I'd much rather cry. Do you understand what you are doing to me. I have some kind of addiction to you, but you continue to tear me appart. Why... Enough is enough. So here's my ultimatum to you. Me or her. Now. Or I'm going to walk out of your life, for good this time.

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March 3

The Tragedy of Time and Space

The sky exhalts you with its tears
The wind chills your soul with icy blasts of hate
"How tradgic", the Darkness screams, "that time has left you
alone with me."
How fragile a state is your mind
That you would give in to fear?
You have much to be afraid of
Be constantly aware
The haunting presence of your dreams
And remember, my children,
The past is real.

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March 3

Lust

I am the arch ememy of love
As different as angels and demons are we
I destroy good for temporary gain
I am Lust
Once you egnite me, I'm seldom put out
After my flame comes icy cold
Go sort through the ashes, I've burned out your heart
And that's just how I like it
In love you will shine, for a while
Untill I step out of the shadows
Where as love will say, " I will wait"
I say, "Let's engulf ourselves with passion"
I rage like a storm ,destroying
Everything you worked so hard at, in shambles
I'm always there, lurking, waiting
To turn your happiness into mine
I am greedy, boastful, and cruel
I am angry, spiteful, and decieving
I am painful, unforgiving, and ugly
I am Lust, lovers beware.

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March 3

Romance, Lies, and Hauntings

Perplexed, I have become
Over this twisted romance
In this light, what is love?
But your affection and my deciet
I've grown weary of this game
Yet you grab hold of me
Though I struggle secretly
You hold fast, your fingers tightening around my heart
Many a time, have I fought
Against the chains that bind me
A war only won if
Fought on the battlegrounds of my fear
I'm caught in a web
Spun with my lies
Not senseing my trickery
You see this to be truth
Two victims, one deciever
No righted wrongs
Still your memory haunts me
Smothers me each night in guilt

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March 3

Three Roses

If, of course, you were to dare
our relationship and three roses compare.
You hold two though black and wilted
Around the third, in my hand, a wall i builded.
My lesson, I should have learned with the death of the first
Innocently I handed you the second, becoming cursed.
Two roses in a coffin, lie under the ground
Sitting on the grave, my tears make no sound
Later that night, it was heard a loud scream
A girl with a rose has died it would seem
In a box is where she now dozes
Wearing a black dress, holding three black roses.

new ending:
Even as the story closes
The one about the girl, and her three roses
She has a red dress, in which she will dance
Ever since she gave a new boy, a new set of plants.