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Blackfishing
Deep fried Caucasians, on the timeline, eyelash extensions, padded like a drag queen, but still with a skinny nose, whip straight hair, rapping THAT word, with Nicki, like they have the right. Dolezel’s daughters, children of the sun, or so they say, faking freckles, golden brown, when the sun hasn’t given them the time of…
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Bees
Shed not one tear. I am only a memory, that you revisit, reminiscing, until you see me again, but I ask you not to cry, if this is the last time. So it may be, that tomorrow is a lovely day, like Vera promised. I tried not to promise, too much of myself, but in…
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Free Bitches Rise Up
I danced in ashes, reborn, renewed, refocused. I belong to me.
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Love Is Indeed An Exorcism
Isn’t it strange, that in the centre of heartbreak, my soul spoke your name. Every part of me knows your name. Anxious brain, lovestruck eyes, hidden heart, that whispers “Him? Again?” I don’t reply, just staring at your reply, restrained but so clearly full of wishes, things you’d do, if you could trust yourself, not…
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Oh Wow
I wrote a song for the man you became, to mourn the man you were. I remember you, blue, ocean over me, bright, stars in the sky, and each inch of my eyes. I’m exhausted by the many ways I’ve felt, in the last few hours, full of rage, full of regret, self pity and…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 