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Blue Jean Blues
I’d been dreaming of a white Christmas, but then I dreamed of those blue jeans, sculpted to your shape, slipping past the shame that lived beneath my skin, as your hand slipped past the hem of my dress. These are the visions I denied myself, drowning in guilt that was unearned, and rage that didn’t…
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Depths
The chilling call, as night approaches, wrapping you in the watery abyss, ensnared, you long for the treasure of freedom, but all that awaits is a murky grave. Below the blue, where darkness shrouds her deepest secrets, the fire whispers, dwelling on death. There are no heroes in the empty, echoing emptiness, only the lost,…
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I Will Always Be There
Dirty fingernails, devoted heart, beating through my wooden prison, as I call your name. I am cursed with this still, dull existence, but I still dream of you, haunted by your heartbreak, as I claw at all of our grey clouds. My beautiful, bedevilled girl, serving your own sentence. Us, two innocents, driven to mad…
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Prelude To A Monster
The shadows descended at dawn, stealing the sunlight, bursting inside me and snatching my heart with blood soaked hands. The night nestles into the sky, conquering the promised morning, and I am in debt to darkness, running from fate’s wrath. I see the innocence inching away from my boy, bundled into the entangled arms of…
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Pumpkin Spice
The days dance by, dark, dismal and dreadful. Magic is in the air, malignant, malevolent and malicious. The evening’s silence is shattered by the call of the season’s mischief. Each turn of the page brings peril, but your read and read, until your eyes are sore and your soul is stolen.
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 