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A woman
I’m a broken woman Contradictory Strong yet broken So much to give but not able to My mouth is shut by my own hands I was never pinned down But always told not to speak up To sit straight, with my legs crossed Because who knows who would peer up
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You can’t ask a broken person To believe your words with no actions With contrary reactions With promises unkept You can’t ask me to believe that you love me When what I want is just hug me All I need is a friend I can’t feel loved if you leave me I can’t feel loved…
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machine me
My scars don’t define me They are merely scratches on the surface of this body This body that I hold I am my body and my past, but it is not me That’s how I gain my confidence By knowing I am so much more than my physical I’m actually not what’s visible at all…
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insomnia
I made myself believe in monsters And demons and ghosts Because they were the explanations That I could get away with the most Instead of explaining my mental health I could blame it on my imagination On my lack of education But no Its insomnia Its stress Its anxiety and depression That wrap me up…
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Evolve
Evolution kicks in when everything is nearly extinct and dies I’ve died so many times Too many failed tries Was I dying, or just trying to change my life Because it did, and I grew stronger and kinder and weaker where I need And I learnt so many lessons I am now able to teach…
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My purpose
And I will drown myself in water Because they have taken away the pills And the alcohol I will pour everything I can down the sink Because my blood no longer flows from my skin They took away the blades But they didn’t take away the pain within I will deafen myself with music because…
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Poetry by Taylor 