Taylor Kincherlow Poems

Believing I am is something I'm not,
I know theres a war that needs to be fought,

I need to be touched with gental hands with an open heart,
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The intricate contemplations that bewilders both minds that are so alike but different in miloseconds,
You think so folly and yet you are the fool,
So innocent and bliss, feelings of mine are obscene,
The love from you is a virgins love, my heart is endlessly filled with a thin layer of enjoyment,
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