Poems from TaylorCain
Do you ever feel like you are made of glass—
Ever trying to reflect the sumptuous nature of the light
Scratched but not yet broken
On the...
Do you ever feel like you are made of glass—
Ever trying to reflect the sumptuous nature of the light
Scratched but not yet broken
On the...
Do you ever feel like you are made of glass—
Ever trying to reflect the sumptuous nature of the light
Scratched but not yet broken
On the...
So softly in the snow it lays,
Being razed by all,
But feeling grief.
Broken and unwanted,
Its beauty lies amidst the powder.
Its...
While rehearsing how to enter,
The palace of the President,
A tremor suddenly erupted,
And body guards began to fall through.
The embassy...