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Do You Believe In Aliens?
Blue highlights in the orange sky, clouds kissing the soft sunrise. The day unfolds and I dress up in my diamonds, waiting at my front door, with made up eyes and make believe dreams of you and me. A King and Queen, in separate kingdoms, our palaces are warm but lonely, there’s so much space,…
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Sleeping In The Snow
Pink roses, picked from my garden, surround my soul as I sleep in the snow. My heart is a green, glittering emerald, heavy in my chest, with envious energy. My hair is black, tied up, baby blue scrunchie, and I’m all screwed up, anticipating spring, some kind of place where the sun can reach me,…
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Talking In My Sleep
I just want to infiltrate your intuition, I want to let you live in the dreams I’m having. Being mortal never suited me, but I do it for you, because you make it less exhausting. I’ve been talking in my sleep, but you’re not here to hear me, blushing subconsciously as I sing you love…
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Britney Spears Is Not Crazy
They locked you up. A prisoner, caged by photographers, because your name is worth so much, and your pretty face has a pretty price, so you were hunted every night, by the same demons that destroyed Diana. They always want more from the girls who have given all they have, stalking you through car parks,…
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The Way To My Heart
The way to my heart has never been a mystery, or a shadowed, scary path. There is a map, drawn up and down your arms as I lean into them at sunset, a clear trail of helpful hints, snaking through your living room to the bedside table, where I place my lipgloss and my earrings,…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 