Poems from TaylorShavnore

She cut like the cheap kind of steel; the kind that you have to take a deep breath and repeatedly saw into flesh with. She ran like the...
I had always believed words to be real, (you can see them, you can feel them, you can hear them) but one taste of you and they ceased to...
I will stitch my voice into fibers and throw it to the wind. maybe a carrier pigeon will reach you (and bring you home again) endless...
"You have beautiful eyes" is what she hears  "and a wonderful smile" as her lips pull into a crescent shape across her face as she hopes...
Our eyes are at war and the first one to coward away loses  but do they win, there is more to explore every inch of a gem so bright as the...

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