Taylor McKinney
I am the girl that you see at the coffee shop.
I am the girl that has the honey blonde hair that goes on for miles.
I am the girl that has hidden wounds from all the past torments.
I am growing older but still feel the pain of the past, weathering my heart.
I am the girl that has no room to judge another.
I am the girl that others trust to hold their thoughts tight.
I am the girl that won't let others break me down.
I am growing older and there is no room for me to be held back.
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