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I don’t even know what to think
Out of sight out of mind Close the door out of line Why did you say that What the fuck that’s not nice That’s not the way u treat guys That’s a good joke You’re joking right Hahahaha wait is it a joke Or was it what I just said Am I wrong or is…
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Not to love
What is it like not to love Or at least not yet? I would tell you but there isnt much to it Loss and grief are easy Comitment is hard I still feel warm around the right people But if I lost them I would only have to adjust my routine Taylor
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My story
Once upon a time there was a girl Who suddenly felt sad And glad That she just took those 12 paracetamol, 3 sleeping pills and 2 tranquillisers At the age of 12 She loved the blood that covered her bruised knuckles And the way her body was now filled with scars and open slits She…
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Healing
My nails are growing again Im not happy yet But Ive lost the habit of tearing myself apart because of it My body is healing It wont be the same But Ive started to love the history it has and holds Im growing, slowly, up towards the sun Lets hope a drought is not going…
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Love myself
I can’t love someone else I’m not ready Saw something saying otherwise Saying that you learn to love yourself through others loving you No Others love me and I just don’t Others see this beauty somewhere in me That I just can’t find And I am trying everyday But I just can’t understand how the…
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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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are you okay?
I’m sick of being asked how I am in social situations or casual conversations. I’m not going to lightly tell you how I was awake until dawn, in fact I actually haven’t slept, or how many pills I stole and have kept. I’m not going to ‘chat’ about the new cuts that you can’t see,…
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Poetry by Taylor 