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Jeremy Corbyn, naked and alone.
The sky is falling, afraid of heights, her throat is scorched from screams, by the time her brains paint the pavement. Mother May wants to talk about Jeremy Corbyn, naked and alone. The floor has cracked, and ripped rib from rib, lungs lick the street, abandoned by air. Mother May wants to talk about Jeremy…
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Summer is on the way :)
Hola Amigos, I hope you’re doing well. I’m so excited for summer, so below are some things I wrote, with a bit of a summery theme, to take my mind of all the rain here in England! I hope you like them š Besos, J x Baby Blue Corpse Candy Summer Of Love ParaĆso The…
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ParaĆso
We paved the path to ParaĆso, with everyday extravagance, you can’t find in a store. One night with you, and the lights our taxes pay for, feels ethereal, and the way I feel, for you, is scribbled on a tram shelter, where we hide from the winds, of a world that can’t stand us. We…
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Drink It Down
I’m powered by pain, that’s sponsored by Pepsi. I’ll throw a brick, with a brick blood manicure, and my sensible shoes, will suffocate my suffering. I’ll hold your crimes above my head, as I steal your streets, until my arms break, and your tangerine toddler tweets. Lock me up, hose me down, I’m…
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Be Lucky, Darling
The stars have told he’s a monkey, but I know he’s scared of heights. I still feel his frantic fingers clinging to mine, as the sky welcomed us. He shakes himself out, like a dog, and tramples through the tide, to fetch me from my fantasising. The stars have told me I’m a…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 