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My name is Morgan and I'm going to be 18 this year. I live in Portage, PA, a dismal drug town. I'm a vegetarian, animal lover, and an athlete. I play volleyball and run distance in track. Plan on attending community college for my general studies and attending Mount Aloysius to study Criminal Justice/Forensic Accounting and hopefully go into the FBI or CIA.
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  • Le Sigh...
    ...written on 2004-05-12, @ 12:11 a.m.

    This poems are dedicated to me from my good friend Nikki. Morgan loves your poetry NIKKI!

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    JEREMY

    My name is morgan
    Love is what I see
    Never knew how I felt
    Till I met Jeremy

    He teaches me how to play guitar
    He is such a little whim
    But I don't think he realizes it
    That I am only watching him

    His fingers glide the strings
    Sweet music fills thee air
    Like the touch of his face
    Along the side of my hair

    I love him and
    He doesnt know it yet
    But you wait and see
    For he is the one I will catch

    Then he takes me to his house
    On the sweet smelling and comfy couch
    He pulls his eyes up towards me
    While I think..oh god I want this to be

    Is this a dream, is it for real?
    I'm in his house..am I his girl?

    He puts on some music and
    Pulls me from my zone
    as we dance to the music..both of us
    Alone



    **********************************

    MORGAN

    Morgan, I love you
    I don't think you know
    But I am telling you
    So you don't feel alone

    You think no one loves you
    So I need to get this through
    Morgan you're my friend
    And I am here for you

    Through rough times,
    Which may come
    Your special to me
    My number one!

    If there is ever
    Anything I could do
    Just talk to me
    And we'll get through

    Whether you like to hear "I love you"
    I really don't care
    Cause I am going to tell you anyways
    Morgan you're my dear!

    *****************************

    Don't you hate it when there is a person you've fallen for and yet you can be no closer to them than a friend or acquaintance? My guitar teacher, Jeremy, is the perfect example of a guy I want in my life. Sweet, caring, funny, tall, handsome, muscles (oh yeah...those muscles...), and is a good father (His little girl Olivia is adorable. She's a fireball. She broke her leg just last month.) He's young and I seriously see nothing wrong in dating a guy only eight years older. I just wish that if I had a chance and could date him that my parents wouldn't be anal about it...I could wait until I'm eighteen though...*grins* After that...no worries. *Laughs at herself for thinking she'd ever able to have anyone...Morgan is a dumb shit ladies and gentlemen!...*

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