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Flashback – A Gun With Tomorrow On The Side
It rains.It’s raining once again.She’s never been bad,but she never made good.She’s waiting for life to catch up,and tell her it loves her. Nothing changes,no matter how hard she wishes,and how long she waits,but she’s dreaming that maybe it could,her eyes,fluttering,when sleeping,when waking,and it’s primitive,disassociative. She’s not sure there’s anymore.She has a gun,with tomorrow scratched…
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Flashback – Treehouse
The sun sings in the sky, watching us wake, from the same spot every morning. I communicate behind closed doors, thinking out loud, chatting to a picture of us, thinking of the past, back when things were so simple, when you saw me as your sunlight, before I became an endless evening, dark secretive shadows,…
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Party Girl
I’m wearing my best dress,and my ex boyfriend’s bad ideas.I like cheap cider and causing trouble,a nightmare in nighttime glamour,and you’ll be enamoured by the time the sun says hello. You won’t see me in your photos,because I’m busy being loved.Princess of pouncing on helpless, middle aged misfortune,and their credit cards.Hair, higher than my IQ,saying…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 