Poems from taylor_byrd
Respect my voice for it is stronger and power.
I am bold and brave becasue I wouldn't have it any other way.
When I speak, people stop...
Look at me.
Do I look like a toy,
A babrbie,
Or a release?
I am me and my body is a temple,
The curves and egdes need to be treated with...
To support her life, she had to sell herself.
She spent those long, horrible hours with strangers.
With no respect from her peers or kin...
I run, I shoot, and I throw.
Am I not a girl?
Sports are my life and so is my bow.
Can I not be active?
Flats over heels
Just like...
When the sun goes down, Nyx takes flight to the sky.
Hypnos releases sweet dreams of unicorns and nymphs.
When the sun comes up Hermera...