Adelaid Renee Taylor

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I'm not a Toy

You're more than a boy

You're a person of great worth

In fact, the only one I trust

But that makes it worse

because

your words were just bluffed

You're more than a boy

You're a lier and a scam

A scam that- in so many ways-

I fell for

And,

While you're more than a boy

I'm more than a toy

And while you may be a player

you can't play with me.

[workmenscomp]

Well...

Bean bag pillows and Smirnoff ice peanut butter and jelly while you smile nice trapping me inside those eyes and exhaling me to heave my sighs drinks and dresses and ping pong balls Your Ex boyfriend’s the devil’s call and intuitive mess we made embrace our lips touched and i never felt the same call it addiction or poison or some trick from hell But my heart beats on you, and it beats right well  

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[trueartaylor-blog]

the Business of Pleasure

Sure we're "just friends"

just friends that talk naughty. 

You don't want me,

but you do want my body.

So remind me not to get attached

as you're hands slide up the small of my back

remind me that you'll never love me

Because I'm too much to handle

because we created this scandal..

Because we lied.

To ourselves, to each other.

We created this disaster 

There is no happy ever after

This is no love to be treasured

This is just

the business of pleasure. 

[trueartaylor-blog]

I’m sure that I would have loved you Even if you never had know my name. Because nothing can quite kill this love, Like a lion too wild to tame. It opened its jaws and consumed me It consumes me still In every moment, of every day. Even my dreams are haunted By the smoldering of your face. It burns me up from the inside. A flame I’m unable to escape. Even the rivers of my blood Of you they reverberate. They sing out a song of relief From wrists of scarred velvet A song I am unable to forget Which is why I can’t forget you. Not after what we went through.

[trueartaylor-blog]

I'm afraid to lose

what I've already lost.

Fighting for the dream

no matter the cost.

The dream of us,

just you and me.

A dream that will never be.

But, it makes no difference

if it's all in vain.

I'll go on fighting 

just the same.

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The thing is, I would love to have her body.

[jayarrarr]

Neither Here Nor There

I look at photos of you                          (it’s true, I do) When you’re not here                             (you are always,                                            never,                                              here)

And I want to feel you                          (it’s true, I do) And wonder where you are                                   (you are always,                                                    ever,                                                   there)

                                                   (I used my own strings                                               and strained metaphors                                                 to sew up the cracks                                                    in your still broken heart                                             and now I’m tripping                                                     on my own untied shoelaces) 

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[trueartaylor-blog]

So, you traded up for someone thinner? Of course that tore me apart Made me reconsider my dinner. And, Truth be told, whether were young or old I’ll always be your sinner. Because don’t you know in this There are more losers than winners? Like how I lost the love, as it was defined Which was nothing more than a cherished lust You felt the same, I saw it in your eyes But things changed, unlike the size of my bust. There’s always something bigger, No, something better And you left the old behind So you could go out and get her

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Hey

Hey, Remember those times when you actually cared? When you said life was worth living, that it was meant to be shared? You’d tell me the cuts weren’t worth it But you never knew you were the reason That it was on purpose I broke promises So what if it was treason? You invested so much in hope You invested so much in Jesus Told me you’d be there in the morning That nothing could come between us. But you committed that act That was a favorite of mine Breaking the stupid promises To leave me as myself and I And I couldn’t help but wonder If everything else was lies So my beliefs shattered My reason for living died. I let myself fall apart What was a girl to do? I was lost and broken I was nothing without you. “God how could you do this?” I would plead each night. I’d wrestle with all the questions And they would put up a fight I had to figure out Was all this in vain Was there a point In either the love or the pain? Was there something I learned? Was there something I gained? How could I go through that And come out the same? In the end I knew I’d changed My outlook was different My priorities rearranged I’d live for the moment Knowing it could be the last Cherish the things I love Because they’re gone too fast

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[whoartgos]

remember when i coaxed a smile out of you? though you claimed to hate talking on the phone, something tells me that you enjoy having the upper hand, outwitting an unsuspecting poet and you pronounced every syllable “re-mem-ber” a strange inflection tickled my ears. you...

[trueartaylor-blog]

Hey (Part 4/4) revised

In the end

I knew I’d changed

My outlook was different

My priorities rearranged

I’d live for the moment

Knowing it could be the last

Cherish the things I love

Because they’re gone too fast

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You’re the thing I lost, my missing piece. One I can’t control because it controls me. You are my hopes and you’re all my dreams. But you’re what I hate because it can’t be. You remind me of why we have to feel pain. You show me that in the end there’s no one else to blame. I hate you because you’re all I’ve ever loved. And that, to me, is reason enough.

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I just wanted to make this easier to read.