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 Nov 2015 Sarah Tayler
Isabelle
just to spend another moment with you.
 Nov 2015 Sarah Tayler
Wanderer
I could write a million poems to you
but it would never be enough

Everything I have to say to you
is too much to ever put in words
I keep telling myself
you will fade out
I will forget about you
you won't matter anymore
I will cease to love you

But I don't think it works that way
all these years
even when we didn't talk
the ember in my heart stayed hot
just saying hi to you can bring it to a full blaze
and light my heart on fire once again

I don't believe there will ever not be a spot for you in my heart
the fire will never completely go out
Connor
 Nov 2015 Sarah Tayler
GaryFairy
we fell like the leaves
blew away in the wind
a warm heart only believes
that love will never end

i should have known
there would come a day
when the winds would blow
and birds would fly away

a bare branch heaves
swinging in the wind
there's no warm reprieve
the cold is setting in
 Oct 2015 Sarah Tayler
antxthesis
Sometimes I have ideas for poems
And then I lose them
Somewhere between the generating of the idea
And writing it down.
Sometimes I start a poem whose ending I know,
But somewhere in between
Something happens
And I lose my trail of thought
I forget the ending
And then discard the whole thing
In fury
or confusion
Or a fusion of those two.

Is that what happened with you?
Was I your brand new idea?
Did you forget what we had?
Did you forget to write me
On every single notepad you have?
Did you forget our ending?
Did you get lost
And forgot me,
Somewhere in between finding me
And writing me down?
Did you discard me in fury or confusion?

Did you forget what we had?
 Oct 2015 Sarah Tayler
Cathyy
12/10
 Oct 2015 Sarah Tayler
Cathyy
She liked a poem I wrote,
From some months ago..
She said she's all about the imagery and metaphors so;
I drank some magic potion..
'bottled a drop from the ocean,
Then spent a night studying the stars
After tearing the moon's heart open

She's just one of those girls,
Who aren't like most other girls..
She said the best people are born in October
I think she's the best person in the world.
Man I wish I went with her,
To that concert last year,
She said her favourite tracks
Are 'follow you' & 'avalanche'
Man i wish she was here

Oh she talks so pretty
I could listen all day
And she talks so smart
I miss the things she would say
She talks so pretty
But she doesn't like her voice recorded
She said she used to skate at night when the rest of the city were snoring

She's like 5 foot something
And shes a 12 out of 10,
And on the 12th of the 10th,
She said happy birthday at 1am,

Well she talks so pretty
And what a beautiful name
What a beautiful soul,
And what a wonderful friend she made,

To me.

*i miss her
Sounds lyrical doesn't it?
I might make it into a song.
Proud of this one,
And my last poem (4/4)

Go check out my social media links in my bio on my profile!!

Love you guys xox
She was a supernova;
I trailed in her wake.
All along I thought
She needed me
And that was my
first mistake. *-DDF
I enjoy this so much but then again I hate it. It's a writer's relationship.
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