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Glamourise
Sorry for making it sound beautiful I know its not something to be proud of But its part of me So I will write it in imagery Like the roses pouring out of my skin Or the thought of me drifting into the starless night The endless sky I’m not trying to glamourise it But…
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Sorry
I’m sorry for hurting you Just because I had to doesn’t mean its not true I needed to put myself first But the pain was put through you I had to let you go So I could grow I’m sorry… but Maybe you should try it too Taylor
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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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love/pain
I wasn’t made for loving Just for a bit of fun I wont ask for your support because that would just be dumb Because I’m not worth the pain to love My love isn’t worth the pain you’ll be put through Lets just leave it at friends Because you can’t deal with my brain Its…
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wreaking ball
I don’t want to be the wreaking-ball Smashing down feelings every time they get built But you said when you first met me that I was and that you knew I would be the one to tear you down It just took a year too long but you were right all along I guess I’m…
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Living
Everyone is smiling, feeling great There is hair filling up the small amounts of space Bodies crashing into other bodies Sweat transferring like fingerprints and falling like rain And our voices, screams, shake the walls This is what it feels like to live and not just be alive. But our bodies will feel heavy, but…
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Stand
You are invading my space Stand I’m not going to move from where I was sat You approached me So cheers to that But I want you to stand And take steps furher back And you will. Because you see the power in my pupils The strength in my stance And you know you couldn’t…
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sea drown sky fall car crash pills down ignore call life smash. Taylor
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back of the bus
I hear you at the back of the bus Staring eyes up my legs I hear words describing my body From my toes to my head You talk about what you would do But you dont see my music is paused You are being quite creative But I still wont applause Your lack of balls…
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Poetry by Taylor 