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Cabinet Of Confessions
A mess of a man, with no surgical skills, picked up a scalpel, pointed at a heart, and chose violence. Vows lost in a mouth that can only confess on camera, confessing sins to someone who really understands, partner in crime, the hands that his ring don’t call to, someone else’s soulmate. He is a…
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I Don’t Love Her Anymore
I don’t love her anymore. She wakes up too early, aching arms yawn, reaching for a moment that melted, before she awoke. She closes her fingers in the door, just to be held, for a second, tears from dawn ‘til dusk, tearing her clothes from her skin, in case you drop by. She knows you…
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Evicted
I think of your arms, the place I still call my home. How much is her rent?
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Pretty
She told me I was pretty. I wasn’t sure if I should accept, or apologise again, for a mistake I didn’t know I’d made, until she made it clear, creeping into the tiny temple I’d built, inside of my head, where I learned to believe. She didn’t mean to invade, it’s just one of those…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 