Caitlin Taylor

Inspire my face to glow with caring affection,
My eyes to see beautiful souls,
My ears to listen sincerely,
My mouth to lush loved syllables.
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How can one life out of millions change the way billions of eyes see?
A life consumed itself today,
relished in sweet, swift misery
And tears rushed down my cheeks,
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My pen lives;
Breathing, seeing, singing.
Whose pulse turns chicken scratch into inspiration.
Only my pen has the power to chase the tears away.
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Whipping winds soften to caress delicate lace curtains,
intertwine in a beautiful waltz.
Thunder and Lighting that cuts through the dead silent night,
like a seraded blade;
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I wish I was a poet.

My thoughts flowing out of my pen like a river so magnificent,
And my words so beautifully meshed together in significance.
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Ugly and Old couch,
What an unfortunate mess you are.
Faded cotton candy, seared sienna, and old lady hair blue;
All mushed together
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