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Moving On
If I’m half asleep, my pillows feel like your doughy chest, that could have felt firmer, had you smashed the gym, instead of my sister. That was petty. I’m sorry. I know. You know, it would be easier if you were dead, no offence. At least then I could pretend, you meant to call, but…
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Speaking
“Bare with me”, said the lion of language. Lying when he said this was easy. As easy as lying on a bed, with your favourite teddy bear. With the bare minimum of effort, I could pay for a change, left with change, for sweets. Minute mind was broken for a minute, sure it was right.…
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New poems :)
Hola Amigos, Below are a few things I’ve written lately, as well as some old stuff I updated and adapted so that it may see the light of day. It was really interesting to look through some older stuff, and see what kind of things I was writing, and to remember all the over dramatic…
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Dying and Destroying
I kiss your rosy wrists, their icy touch burns and blisters. Your lungs lie still, quite content with silence, so stuck on stillness. Open eyes, look past me, the whole world, lost in your lens, the whole world, draining as the blood drains from your face, and I start to forget the world. There is…
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Panda Princess
When we fight, my old face washes off in the storm, leaving a panda princess. When silent, you make sense, I don’t understand your spoken nonsense. In the dark of early morning, when shadows play, let me play on your mind. I’ll lay kisses on your vocabulary, and force you to be sweeter in the…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 