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It’s a shame I couldn’t see its light on your face
Will we always seethe same skyat night?If we’re far awaycould it change?It mightBut I’m glad that we sawthe same moon tonightWasn’t it beautiful!Half round, so very brightWasn’t it lovelyTo be sharing the same sight
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Don’t write
I tell myself not to writeBecause I five too deepBut then, I fallInto a world to easy to keepOf tinder dates that fall in love or to never been seen againOf short 6 second videos that teach me nothing or bring up painI tell myself not the start writing because I’ll be depressed again.But how…
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My plans are already madeHow I wish I could just fadeInto bed with you at nightBut sleeping next to you is too hardHard for me to want to sleepWhen you’re right next to meBecause there aren’t enough minutes in a dayTo look at youTo listenTo holdBut waking up to you is too promisingPromises of a…
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Who dropped a coin
The penny dropsBut it sounds like a centIt tangs more than tinglesIve not heard this here beforeIve not felt this here beforeIm back home again when I wake upBut I never moved inIm owned and freeBut fuckWhat has been done to me
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Dried out flowers
The dried out flowershanging from a stringare still upside down.The synthetic string somehow stillholds on to the less than beforeVolumeLess than before LifeMore than before beautyWhy are you more beautiful dead to me?Why do I like the look of the fact that no matter how much I water you, you will never grow again.No matter…
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Poetry by Taylor 