Serena Taylor

Joined May 2019

19 stories

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"I want adventure in the great wide somewhere" - Beauty and The Beast

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YOU & ME
<3 <3 <3 Innocence The moment before Everything Changes. The “before” is Nothing
By Serena Taylor6 years ago in Poets
My Sunshine
She came when I needed her most I was sad every day And a friend like her was all I longed for She was energetic and gentle
By Serena Taylor7 years ago in Poets
Our Tree
My dearest love, I saw a tree today. Now it wasn't just any old tree It had a sturdy trunk and wide branches With rich amounts of colour
By Serena Taylor7 years ago in Poets
Benches
You might think it odd but whenever I see a bench I think of him I see the two of us sitting on it laughing and talking
By Serena Taylor7 years ago in Poets
Brighter
I'm no one special. I have brown hair and brown eyes. Pretty generic right? I always try to keep a smile on my face
By Serena Taylor7 years ago in Poets
Buried
Have you ever seen rain fall on a body of water One drip creates a ripple When the rain thickens the ripples intercept Causing a little storm on the once calm surface
By Serena Taylor7 years ago in Poets
Disappearing
I don't remember when you started to slip away. The thought never occured to me Not once did I imagine I could lose you.
By Serena Taylor7 years ago in Poets
Red
He gave me red roses. In all the stress and chaos of that day he walked to my door and handed me those red thorned beauties.
By Serena Taylor7 years ago in Poets
Reocurring
A buzzing noise interrupts my endless dreaming and I slowing fade into consciousness. I slip out of my covers and cold feet follow the noise to discover the mysterious source. Outside my room the light creates a eerie glow and blends the room together, flowing from orange to black. I struggle to maneuver my way through the blurry picture avoiding the dark shapes that try to trip me. The buzzing has lowered to the bass of a drum and it lingers on the other side of the front door.
By Serena Taylor7 years ago in Horror
Flower
There's this little girl who I spot picking dandelions for her imaginary friends or running through the tall green grass, her hair flowing gracefully behind her.
By Serena Taylor7 years ago in Poets
The Call
I remember last year. Everday was dark. I was lost and I didn't know why Then the sun started to peek over those mountains of sorrow that I let grow so high.
By Serena Taylor7 years ago in Poets
Gone
I remember when things were sunny. You'd smile and my heart would jump. That serene feeling I'd get when I looked into your eyes.
By Serena Taylor7 years ago in Poets