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The Noise
I don’t want to die, by any means, but I have not really enjoyed being alive, for quite some time. I feel like I’m on a constant track, that deviates, in a sense, every now and then, but never to a place that makes sense, just to a noise. I know that makes no sense,…
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Stormy Weather, Continued
I don’t run into storms anymore, because I’m learning the benefits, of staying in place, soaking in sunshine and silence. I’m bored of being entertained.
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Cover Me In White Roses
Cover me in white roses, when it’s all over, when the sun stops spinning around me, and the stars dress in dark lace. Make me a garden, where things go to say goodbye, in the chapel, where we first kissed, racked with guilt, because our love always felt secret, even when everybody knew, and you…
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The Passion Of The Poet
The night is never ending, but it goes so quickly. There are fragments that are frozen, the warmth of your desire, waiting, just above my skin, wild and wicked, I am enchanted. You are enchanting, I am echoing the incantation, that trips from your lips to my own, charmed by the safety and sensuality of…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 