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The Actual Moon
I swallowed your sweet sayonara. Wallowing in waiting, for you to change your mind, or tell me it was a joke. I had icy air, running to and fro, through my throat, and open mouth, staring open mouthed, at the denial, deep in my veins. I love you, you know. Do you know that? I…
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Beautiful Baby
You’ve been beautiful, baby, and I swear it’s been real, but you were too much for me, you were too good to me. So these words are all that’s left, as I vanish into another night. Enter The Poetry Competition here Order “Kissing Boys, Just For The Thrill” here Order “Stormy Weather” here Order “Last…
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Summer Sun
When the sun goes down, I still shade my view, with blue hearts, so you can’t see, my aching eyes, that want more than the summer, from you. The rest of me, is just as crazy about you, I bury myself under soft sand, waiting for waves to tell me what went wrong. I already…
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Maybe He’ll Come Back
Maybe he’ll come back, back to who I thought he was, or maybe he didn’t ever leave, and I just want someone, to return, when they had never visited me at all. Maybe he’ll be new, to this party, if I close my eyes, if I count to ten, if I make a wish. Maybe…
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Blanket Boy
You look at me, like you know where I’ve been, but you don’t mind, as long as I’m home and dry, by the time you wake up. It’s not like I wanted to be out so late, but I find myself, frequently, fucking up, facing up to not being who I thought I was, who…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 