Poems from Franktaylor2nd

  The trees seemingly patterned yet oddly askew,But an oddity that just seems so untrue,Puddles dropped here and there,Seemingly built with...
Training our bodies to understand,What strength and honor embody and it’s so grand. Until we are weak and fractured,And we realize that we’...
The savior was never the love from another but the heart of a mother.Maybe even a father, sister, and brother and from this a tiny temple...
  Be it light be it darkAll these matters in my heartTake apartThis little cart that has always failedTo turn and start. I’m looking left...
Walking around all vacant inside,Remembering the convo we just engaged in last night. I looked in your eyes ready to strike,Until the...

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