Taylor Watts Biography

You pull into the driveway,
Happy
To see me standing there.
Waiting.
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Empty eyes peering through a crack in the wall
'Everything you've always wanted, '
Was never anything at all.
Aching, sorrowful, and marred skin.
...

Never again
No smoke and mirrors,
You'll know it's something more
I'll show you.
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Is it me that you blame when your life starts to crumble?
Is it me that you blame when your thoughts turn to dust?
Is it me that you blame when your feel always fumble?
Is it me that you blame when your love turns to lust?
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So this is the end.
May as well be.
This is what misery tastes like;
A mouth full of empty promises.
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