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The Night Has a Thousand Eyes
I break branches, in my sleep, with soft steps, that tried to be gentle. I am walking, wistful, in the woods, warm winds upon my shoulders, from the fire of the forest. Burning branches, pray for their fallen friends, on the ground, as the world grows smaller, the night grows darker, my mind goes faster.…
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Brown Eyes, Staring Into Brown Eyes
I began writing about your eyes, how I love the lines that live beside them, the juxtaposition of the youthful glimmer and the aged glamour. I was going to write about your eyes, but I saw them watching me, shining, sweet, so nervous, begging your lips to ask, if I was bored. I think about…
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The Flight Was Cancelled
I told you that my heart was not an airport. It was not a place for easy arrivals or departures, but there you stood, one foot inside the gate, one foot out, swaying from side to side, with a cruel smile, telling me that you would go where you pleased. I want to ground every…
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The Girl With The Hopelessly Romantic Heart
Inside my corpse, is a gallery. Haunted, harrowing harm, that I inflicted on myself, a collection of corpses, within my corpse, that is kept warm, by my eternally beating, broken heart. I don’t know that I ever existed, sometimes I looked at myself as a museum of my muses, how they slipped through my fingers,…
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Stay Awake
Wait and see, my love. Let life be sweet, surprising. Rise. Just one more time.
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 