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Revenge Is A Dish I Am Not Hungry For
I am wearing nice earrings and my shoulders are shrouded in lace.This is not about revenge.I keep my anger inside my handbag.She howls. Hurt by the way I ignore her, when she got all dressed up too,and I am so cruel,keeping her captive in the cold confines of a cool head.I have to get through…
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By Design
Your power was my own now,but it felt foreign to my fingertips,You had been a stormy stone for so long,struggling to summon me home,just bones, returned to the earth,your name etched into the slab of grey,no guilt, just a strange discomfort,and an obligation that never felt quite urgent. It was nothing to be frightened of.…
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Cover Me In White Roses
Cover me in white roses, when it’s all over, when the sun stops spinning around me, and the stars dress in dark lace. Make me a garden, where things go to say goodbye, in the chapel, where we first kissed, racked with guilt, because our love always felt secret, even when everybody knew, and you…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 