Taylor Lane
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shooting the moonA Poem by Taylor Lanecan you win the game by losing every round? |
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tear soaked lingerieA Poem by Taylor Laneyour touch was a weapon i used to punish myself |
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Typewritten and TorturedA Poem by Taylor Lanei am like the book that gathers dust on your shelf |
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Matchbooks and Burnt TonguesA Poem by Taylor Lanewhen passion sets you ablaze it can also extinguish you |
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My turn at TransparencyA Poem by Taylor Lanebitterness leads to torturing yourself |
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handcuffed to the feelingA Poem by Taylor Laneyou do all you can to escape the memories that follow you |
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Ode to Wet CementA Poem by Taylor Lanesometimes you're just stuck |
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Pink Sweaters and Pooka ShellsA Poem by Taylor Lanehe is still the same but the girl beside him isn't you |
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Gauze Wrapped HeartA Poem by Taylor Lanewe can't seem to save ourselves from hurting |
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Cough SyrupA Poem by Taylor Lanelife is a battle |
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