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Flashback – Treehouse
The sun sings in the sky, watching us wake, from the same spot every morning. I communicate behind closed doors, thinking out loud, chatting to a picture of us, thinking of the past, back when things were so simple, when you saw me as your sunlight, before I became an endless evening, dark secretive shadows,…
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Flashback – Pink, White, Red and A Kiss
Is it really so hard to do?Am I incapable?Maybe I could learn,answering questions,lying that I’m not afraid to ask them,eyes unable to be honest,staying closed and critical,begging myself to hide behind the boys I knew.Is it really so hard to do?Am I incapable?Nah, I’m honest, if you know acrostics.
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Flashback – Girls In The Graveyard
You’re mine,when I settle my subconscious,on soft pillows,slipping into the chateau of sleep,chasing you,constantly thinkingabout the fair features of your face. I invite you to immerse yourself,in freedom fantasies,in which I can admit,that night has fallen,along with my inhibitions,and I belong to you,breaking my brain,to try and understand,how you broke inside me,giving myself to you,using…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 