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Girls Girls Girls
I was an emotional fountain,and your throat was as dry as my sense of humour.Down you drank,dank nights made dreamy,dripping in the stars that I painted on to pained, pressured skies. You locked the door behind us,didn’t look at me for hours,tied my hands with your type and read his diaries aloud for days.He was…
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Same Old, Same Old
If you don’t hear from me for a moment,all you need to do is wait.Many moments have been born, then passed away,rising from the Earth and falling back down.I’m just watching them go round,captured by my own captivity,hoping for my own rebirth.
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Summer Time Is Through
Everybody started getting sick when they came. The town was filled with coughs and the last, wretched breaths of dying men and women. The children were spared. Nobody knew why, but as they watched their parents pass out from the pain and slowly succumb to the sickness, the children each felt a guilty sense of…
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Butterfly At Night
Emerging from the dark night,I am the soul of the sun.I am closer with each breath to breaking my habits,breaking free of my bounds.I thought my wings were broken,but I waited,and here they are.
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O Captain! My Captain (Janeway)!
Write about your first crush. Your voice was gorgeous gravel,the kind that crunched under each subconscious step and shone in the shy sunlight,if I really used my imagination.I used to imagine how you’d say my name,my mind full of fireflies and fantasies that felt out of place, out of reach. I was out of my…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 