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The Girl Who Is Still Waiting For It To Get Better
Much like Pandora,I’ve opened a box,started something I can’t finish,so, now I’m staring at a starry eyed reflection,trying to focus on not falling through the floor,because I told myself a secret that I can’t take back. I can’t swallow it again.Though I am gentle with my aching oesophagus,she simply says “no”.She has suffered enough,covering up…
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God Save The King
I’m sorry for your loss,but I’m sorry for the loss of a nation’s voice,and frankly, I don’t know you, so my right to chat shit just means a little more than you do.Pain is a panicky, prick of a thing.Perhaps you’re acting out of character,or perhaps this was who you’ve always been…Who’s to say?Not us,…
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Drunk
You stumble through an open door,losing your keys to a carpet that keeps moving as you struggle to untie your shoes,calling out my name to an empty room,hunting through the house like a drunken blood hound. I’m at home in my pillows and perfume,sewing stories together as the sun rises,you collapse against the bed with…
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Faerie Tales
You meet all sorts of people when you run a bed and breakfast. I’ve had honeymooning couples, couples on the brink of divorce, lads on stag nights, people who’ve run away to start a new life. All sorts. It just comes with the job, I suppose. You meet all sorts, and they probably won’t remember…
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Don’t Let It Come True
Last night there was a fire in the neighbourhood,and you called as soon as you noticed,your voice, betraying how much you care, despite desperate attempts to divert my eyes from how your own stare with such softness these days. I am the erstwhile, ethereal glow of the Earth,the glitter of her tearful tantrum.You told me…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 