Mae Taylor : Writing

Living With Scars

Living With Scars

A Poem by Mae Taylor


Being set free, and still feeling chained Their love no longer with you, suddenly changed. Feeling crushed by what's been left behind, shadows o..
The First Touch

The First Touch

A Poem by Mae Taylor


Personally this how I feel when someone I very much like kisses me for the first time.
Seeing through changing colors

Seeing through changing colors

A Poem by Mae Taylor


Liquid clear and clean Shining beautifully light Reflects clear blue night. The sky turns Gray, then Liquid lead comes out to play The color ..
My Little Glass Doll

My Little Glass Doll

A Poem by Mae Taylor


I wrote this my sophomore year of high school :) i was proud

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