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Taylor Blackburn Poem
I see the darkness in you and I smile, a hint of laughter and a taste of wild peace of heart. I don't smile often but you have me locked in with hopelessness in a world made of loneliness. And in the deep woods the Raven calls to the moon black as a void of nothingness but with a meaning of everything, to me atleast. And the lone bird calls to warn me of my fall but I'm caught up in his beauty and instead except my fate and reach for the empty void with a smile upon my face and in love with your darkened embrace..
Copyright © Taylor Blackburn | Year Posted 2024
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Taylor Blackburn Poem
I see the darkness in you and I smile, a hint of laughter and a taste of wild peace of heart. I don't smile often but you have me locked in with hopelessness in a world made of loneliness. And in the deep woods the Raven calls to the moon black as a void of nothingness but with a meaning of everything, to me atleast. And the lone bird calls to warn me of my fall but I'm caught up in his beauty and instead except my fate and reach for the empty void with a smile upon my face and in love with your darkened embrace..
Copyright © Taylor Blackburn | Year Posted 2024
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Taylor Blackburn Poem
Magic
Curious minds
The strange
Soul
Copyright © Taylor Blackburn | Year Posted 2025
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Taylor Blackburn Poem
It's like a nuclear reaction chemically inclined to ruin my life or excite it. Either way I'm enlightened. Going on and on about you and your ways like a battery equally negative and positive on each side. None of your soul I would ever rewrite but your actions. The burn from your flame is it really worth the passion? And in the end will we build each other up like two flames or burn each other up like butane. Just bring me compassion.
Copyright © Taylor Blackburn | Year Posted 2025
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Taylor Blackburn Poem
You ever get this idea in your head. This menacing feeling chewing on your brain like that moment you decide to swallow your chewed gum. The insecurity that everything in your life is just plain wrong. You wake up fine or even happy yet with a smile upon your face you sit blindly scratching open your skin trying to survive your millions of thoughts. Someone ask if you're alright and you don't even think twice with an "I'm fine" response and part of you is not lying. You're okay. Just trapped in your own head space beginning to wonder if you're just dead weight and if so is it too late to become weightless and just float away. I wonder all the time if when I say I'm fine if secretly I'm screaming that I'm lying and if so can you see it on my face?
Copyright © Taylor Blackburn | Year Posted 2025
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I can't do this anymore. I can't be me anymore. This is not a cry for help. This is not for empathy, but a sadly tragic epiphany that I'm endlessly falling too relentlessly with myself. But I am not a martyr. You are not my sins. Just an unknowing silent audience. But my epiphany is not of an ending. It's of a new beginning. A rise in the tide and my broken spirit and thoughtful mind finally decide that I am worth it. And I'm about to be a God they have not unearthed yet. So keep words soft spoken, as my mind begins to open and I finally become the person that I myself have chosen.
Copyright © Taylor Blackburn | Year Posted 2025
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Taylor Blackburn Poem
Dear ghost in my wall, do you hear when I call? Do you fear that we all, will disappear? Maybe no. Do you crawl, beneath my bed, while I lie down my head, and I dream of you? I'm sorry that I screamed at you. Do you come out at night? Do you play with my hair? Are you so, unaware that I know? Are you where, there are no more tomorrows? Is it anger that you fight, or is it despair? Is that why, you're still here, living in my wall? Don't be frightened, by the sight of my humanized life. I'm just so insecure, of that light shining there, at the end of that hall. Oh dear, insincere, my biggest fear, I'm talking to you because I'm, in the wall. My God, you're not dead, it was me, that instead, died where I fell, down in that hall. I'm in Hell. I feel unwell, I'm sorry for the way that you all ran away, when I was sad, and haunting y'all. But please say a prayer, because now, I am aware that I'm the ghost, you all fear, that's living, all alone, down in the wall.
Copyright © Taylor Blackburn | Year Posted 2025
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I'm shatter proof, rain drops on the tin roof. Boiling in the summer heat, I'm sucked into the atmosphere but also the sound made under your feet, you hear that? Nothing else like it, my life's in ultraviolet and you can't even touch me. any who judge me. You're out of my mind, your vision is blind and you're ing boring. Hit copy and paste but you'll never catch me, I am soaring. My minds in the darkness but your touch is real heartless, it's appalling. See only someone like me can be so twisted yet gifted with coexistence of others convictions, it's me they're all calling, I'm the best contradiction and you're all left stalling to catch up to me. all you submissives' my vibes are high in the sky and emissive while you are all lost in transition.
Copyright © Taylor Blackburn | Year Posted 2025
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Line one, the stars are shining under the sun. Line two, they are more alive than anybody ever knew. Line three, they're screaming out in pain, hoping we will see. Line four, they don't want to be stars anymore. Line five, secretly they're already dead while we're fully alive. Line six, we're the kind of broken that only the stars can fix.
Copyright © Taylor Blackburn | Year Posted 2025
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