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Self Preservation For Dummies
I slept as best as I could,surrounded by solemn, strange illusions,that clung a little to me as I opened my eyes.It was Sunday,and all I wanted was the world,but, first, breakfast.Ice cream at four AM,a cigarette in the quiet, crunching garden,full of frost and forgotten flowerbeds.There were hills and valleys waiting for my feet to…
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Forecast
The rain stayed away,but I could still feel the clouds.So heavy, so sad.
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Can’t You See That She’s Trying?
I wrote a song about how much you are trying.At what? Well,I think we all know…We don’t say it out loud,because it’s awkward to admit that you’ve been drowning on dry land for over a decade,but darling,one listen to those lyrics and they’ll all know that you’re trying. You are a few steps into a…
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I Saved The Best Of Me For You
My back to the balcony,eyes half closed with an unlit cigarette between my lips.Cliff is crackling and crooning on the turntable,and you are making coffee,covered in the blissful beauty of the morning sun.I think I’ve come this far for a reason,and maybe one day,I will work it out,but for now,basking in the dawn’s blessings,lighting up…
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The Day He Burned Her Portrait
The child was once atop the mantle,her girlish smile, chiselled into chipmunk cheeks,blue and white pinafore dress, the princess of the schoolyard,staring out at her protector as he picked up the frame she rested in,barely able to speak, or to scream,as she was lost to the fire.
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 