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People
Life is a bit more colourful Around bright lightsPeople lightenEven the darkest of nightsPeople warmEven the coldest of spacesPeople shouting from the quietest voices
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Tired
Constantly running While slowing down Days are tiring Beginning to drown But life is pleasant With guilty pleasures I like what I shouldn’t I know I shouldn’t But I do Delve into madness Just a little with you
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Everything and anyone
Everything feels so goodWhen you can’tAnyone will doWhen you wantSelectiveI should beBut in a way I am
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Oops
I’m drinking againAnd I like itThe problem exactlyBut you can’t be a rockstar if your boringOr is it just that I can’t have sex sober
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Was I?
Was I just an after taste?Of liquor and drugsOf last nights mistakesWas I just a lingering smell?Cologne stuck to your sheetsPut under a spellWas I just your walking stick?To help you stumbleAfter you were sickI never picked apart my feelingsI never ask why I chose youI never lost sight of sailing backCame home still loving…
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Harming
Ive stopped harming myselfWith bottles and bottles every nightBut it was less painful than trying to sleep soberIve stopped harming myselfWith knives that I bring wherever I goBut all the new tattoos burn for longerIve stopped harming myselfBy bottomless loveBut I cry more, just alone.Have I really stopped harming myselfOr is trying to be strong…
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Giving up
While making positive changeIt still feels like giving upGiving up parts of me I’ve been known forIve lost the drunken confidenceIve lost the late night callsIve lost the spontaneity of writingand of writing on the wallsI no longer feel easyI feel everything a choreWaking up is easierBut just such a boreIve given up on holidaysI…
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My sobriety
Everything feels so much more romanticWhen you have drunk tinted memoriesThe first words, dances, kissesMean nothing in my sobrietyI feel like I’ve lost memoriesBut maybe I just see them clearerIt’s nice to look through the fogThrough the raindropsPouring down the windowAdding excitement to an overclouded, gloomy day.Everything’s feels easierWhen your body moves itselfThe first words,dances,kissesAre…
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They wanted me to.
Let me be your muse againLet me buy you drinks againLet me walk you home and to your bedAnd then get in it… again.I cant tell if I’m stuck or just finally realising what i wantIs it crazy to want you?I feel like any one wouldBut please let it be me the one that winsI’m…
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Poetry by Taylor 