taylor – Poetry by Taylor

28th November 2022

Please

You think you could hurt me?Well you didn’t, I swear I didn’t spend nights cryingPryingMyself to piecesLike, why didn’t you care?You think you can break me?I call this character buildingBlocks like Lego Who I amKick it downIve got a new diagramI rebuild myself better each timeYou think you can love me?Try harderPlease

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9th January 2022

Dried out flowers

The dried out flowershanging from a stringare still upside down.The synthetic string somehow stillholds on to the less than beforeVolumeLess than before LifeMore than before beautyWhy are you more beautiful dead to me?Why do I like the look of the fact that no matter how much I water you, you will never grow again.No matter…

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21st December 2021

You called me a man

I kinda liked it I dont think Im a man But Im not always a woman So just call me Taylor Because that is who I am

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Please

Dried out flowers

You called me a man