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No te enamores de mi
No te enamores de mi Te voy hacer daño Mi mente no esta preparado Nunca lo ha estado Ni yo se lo que siento Y siempre cambio de opinión No te enamores de mi No quiero romper tu corazón Taylor Cuando sufres de problemas de tu salud mental, es muy difícil abrirte al amor, porque…
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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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bonfire recipe
When the duct tape is all used up And there are no more places to nail, and screw together you give up and act like you were creating a bonfire all along Taylor
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Big Bad Wolf
I was always scared of the Big Bad Wolf Wondering maybe he is someone I know. Maybe my eyesight just isn’t too good and he is in his disguise, keeping low. Oh, what wonderful eyes you have Your face is so pretty your smile so enticing … But what a surprise. Once again caught in…
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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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her body
Her body untouched, but not anymore The eyes of men who saw sawed into her body with their glare By hands who got lost got lost in the curves from her neck to her thighs sighs of desperation, asking herself how to get out of that situation Taylor
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One day
I’m no saint, but for you I will fight, because I wish to be the light that guides you through the dark Because my only wish is that you find your way one day Out of here , out of your mind, out of your fears One day One day I want you to feel…
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Fear
I fear… the inevitable The ups the downs the all arounds I fear what will happen next I fear the rope that ties itself Tightly ’round my neck But this is not inevitable This will not happen I have changed I am changing with each day And I no longer see death as an exit…
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A change
My legs are tired of walking as my mind is from running always running to and from one set of ideas, one mentality, one me But this is changing ever so quickly and now As I walk home from being out I am not sad about not being there anymore But I am happy that…
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Poetry by Taylor 