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Notice
I didn’t notice you drying your eyes Wiping your face and giving a smile I didn’t notice the way you started to dress As though it was always winter Never wore less Than long sleeves, full trousers Im sorry I didn’t notice I didn’t notice the scars The bags under your eyes I didn’t notice…
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Home
I cant move out, it was a trap all along Once you call it your home you never want to leave You don’t want to pack up all your baggage You won’t let yourself repaint all the walls Trying to cover where you’ve picked and scratched it all off I don’t want to leave this…
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the good about the bad
I was born with this privilege Of feeling like shit But being able to just about deal with it To understand other people because of what I’ve been through The battle is tough but I will not lose Because if I win, the greatest prize will be to put a smile on everyone without any…
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Poetry by Taylor 