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I’m not easy
I will never be easy Easily pushed aside I will always fight back And I’m so sorry it hurts having one of your puppets misbehave But I am not your fucking puppet Not even after my grave I will never allow myself to be twisted and bent for the likes of someone else Because I…
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Blind
He held me so gently I didn’t feel his nails digging into my skin He kissed me so softly I never noticed his hands constricting my body He treated me so kindly I didn’t notice the strings moving I didn’t see the puppet hands I didn’t see my stitching start to coming undone I thought…
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Poetry by Taylor 