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Angel Baby – Chapter One – Morning Routine
It was six AM. The sunlight was peeking through the curtains as he slept beside me. His breath was heavy, melding with the birdsong outside to create my morning melody, and reluctantly, I rose from the soft sheets. Past the paintings on his walls and the rulers on his dresser, I reached the door, crossing…
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What Do You Want?
Confined, I find myself getting lost in my mind, because I’ve got questions, I’ve always got questions, but the answers are out of reach, out of the picture, and the lens of your camera flashes, like lightning, so I stay still, stuck in a storm, sticking with the idea that waiting is all I can…
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A Coffee By The River
I am going to meet you by the river, as the sun sets, and the moon settles into the night’s sky. My nails will be black, chipped and coloured outside the lines, and I’ll wear that black and red dress that you like, so you’ll know that I dressed up, just for you. I will…
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Stillness
Send me stillness. Quiet piano and the sound of the wind. Don’t play too loud. Don’t play at all. No movement, no more moments of panic, just seconds of stillness. Stability. Echoes of my nightmares, fading with every second, until all I can hear is the air, asking how I’m doing, soft rain in the…
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The Door Is Locked
The door is locked. Your soul is stained and scarred, staring with envy at the bright white of mine. My soul shudders, shakes with fear, because I was just supposed to be in and out. I was never meant to stay, you know. I was never supposed to stay. Just a quick visit, then back…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 