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Name: Taylor Nicole
Birthday: 11/1/1991


Interests: I like reading, writing, movies, art, loud music, coffee, downtown, jokes, T.V, sleeping,coca-cola, concerts,Photography, playing guitar and piano, my converse, Taco Bell,south park,plays, driving, hugging, randomness, notes, intelligent conversations,Photoshop, Jones Soda, expansive vocabularies, eyes, jackets, laughing, stars, being lost, being spontaneous, night-time, J.D Salinger, Fall, wittiness, Fire, and swearing damnit.
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Wednesday, September 15, 2010

I awoke this morning to the sound

Of my entire house

Crashing down

I pulled the covers to my chin

And let the sweat drip down my neck

Salty

Drop of ocean

I’m longing in my sleep




Thursday, January 21, 2010

Ugly Bitches

Infatuation is a strange thing,
a bony creature thin from feeding on itself
addicted to its own vain hunger
it needs but a pretty face to fuel its rampant imagination
Its humid disillusion of intimacy
creates heels ablaze with conquest
But when conquering is complete
the blood leaves its limbs to collapse with
disappointment deepened to the point of disgust
with its subject, its fool, left empty
like a hollow trunk robbed of its precious cargo
left to fade like defeated Naval ships
branded as a product of deceit



Monday, January 18, 2010

The rumors are true, I am only a shell.
Its time to purify.


Thursday, December 10, 2009

It's not in my nature to be uncomfortable

with change.

I welcome it,

prolong it,

entertain it,

with a passion beyond my years.

I'm growing

but my roots have yet to settle.

Without an anchor

I'm lost at sea.

 


Sunday, September 20, 2009

You Have To Be A Dream

Careful steps
beneath my feet
a pool of shattered glass
like diamonds cut
from rosy flesh
reflect a fog of heavy breath

Silky mess on handsome skull
citrus sweat from every pore
rhythmic sway like steady breeze
ripened lips awaiting song

Elusive man moves quietly
a setting sun
warm on my back-
a whisper of subtle presence
like crashing waves
through tangled veins

I pull you in
     relentless grip
and steal a taste of forbidden skin

The dawn awakes
I hold on tight
yet, as I lift my hands
I find no man

only the illusion
sifting through my fingers




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