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Season Of The Dreaming Witch
Summer steps closer with every sunset. I let myself lose consciousness, driven closer to dawn and another day to be knocked down in my pursuit of the power of love. I will see you at Summer, my sweet saviour, so sure if it, I am, like the sadder but wiser green puppet that plays among…
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Turn Off The Lights
Busy dreams in bright skies, haunted by your lust, I blush. Turn off the lights, love.
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Oceans Apart
My soul lies at sea, it’s better off there, you see. Alone. Safe and sound.
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To Know Her Is To Love Her
Is she a helping hand or an iron fist? Am I helpless or helping myself to her attention by dressing as a damsel? She’s happiest on her high horse, and every conversation feels like an intervention, which is just as well, because I am well past “troubled”, and she so loves to “fix” me. I…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 