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The Joy Of Performing
Lights up ahead, hiding you from my view, as I stand at the edge of expectation, butterflies in my stomach, my children in my mouth. I don’t want to disappoint you, but I imagine myself in your place, and worry that I always will. The lights linger, ever stronger, as the applause fades, impatience begins.…
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Nothing Is True
My mother’s womb is the ocean. I cover my dreams, and suspicions in foundation. I have been darker than a doomed room, broken home that sometimes glistens. When I listen to silence, I am breathing in bright rhythms, paying visits to pacific parts of my heart, untouched by ugly aspects. Nothing is true, when everything…
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Locals and Pink Fiats
Oh, yes, but of course, for locals and pink fiats, the decade was bare. Barely anything, is required, to relate, when art is so vague. Ten years drag along, swallowing the same slurry, and we will drink more. Maybe it tastes fine, because our taste buds are burned. Fire…
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New Music Video – Sleepwalking
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Chasing You
I don’t want you back, but I want you around, waiting to want you, in an uncontrollable way. I am a guilty girl, chasing you, though you’re not worth my attention, just doing it, or you, for the sake of it, because we’re just no good, you and me. Read My Books Hear My Music…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 