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When The World Ends
When the world ends, I will be livetweeting, hurried breathing, that doesn’t translate, to my online content. I have to keep my aesthetic, even if I have no time left, smiling as my face drowns, wondering if it was worth it. Was anything ever worth it? Spending more time on trains and buses, than with…
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God Thinks You’re a C**t, But He’s Humouring Me, Because I’m His Favourite Daughter
I knelt beside fresh bed sheets, smoothing them across the mattress, until no crease could be found, trying to find something to fill up my mind, so it wasn’t occupied with the things I’ll never have again. I said a prayer for a man last night, who made so many mistakes. I know he needs…
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Aching
In your arms, I am aching. Waiting to be kissed. Cursed with a craving, that sinks into my skin, keeping me awake and aching, waiting for the pacing monologue of my mind to subside. I can barely hide it. Inching closer and closer, lips laced in red, bringing your attention to my intentions. I am…
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Blossoms
Blossoms in winter, because nothing makes much sense, in our crazy world.
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 