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A Date With The Devil
We meet at midnight and you are full of fever. My heart is candy floss and lollipops, a sweet soul that your are transfixed on taking, with your wide, wolf eyes and your charming drawl. I rap my manicure against your office door, nails bathed in black paint, your favourite colour, and I taste like…
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Lost Property
It’s not like I’m not sick of trying,a mistress to my madness,the lavish Lady Byron.Reborn and reformed,but still chaotic and cruel,surviving shipwrecks but always missing the ocean in my lungs. It’s so easy to surrender,to die without a fight,so that I will be remembered as the perfect mix of desolate and dazzling.I’m not desperate, these…
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Saved
We fight wars every day together, shared sorrow, sympathy on the kitchen floor. I was a disaster, but you still found me charming, called me your darling, and I glowed under the light of your love. Rising from the rawness of death, finding a fresh start, destructing until I was reconstructed as somebody new, and…
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If We Locked Them Away
Mothers meeting the moon, under the watchful eyes of the stars, a sky that no longer has to worry. Quiet streets meet shy shoes, growing, flourishing and flowering in the safe glow of streetlights. A little girl loses herself, in a joyous game of hopscotch, hugging her little sister, knowing they are finally safe.
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Bag For Life
The trouble with me is that I am a vacation,a place to get lost in,until you find yourself.Come and be captured in cool waters,bronzing and barely noticing that all the doors are locked. My bags for life have commitment issues,buckling and making a break for it,mint sauce and milk shake splatter down the gutter,and I…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 