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Same Old, Same Old
If you don’t hear from me for a moment,all you need to do is wait.Many moments have been born, then passed away,rising from the Earth and falling back down.I’m just watching them go round,captured by my own captivity,hoping for my own rebirth.
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Butterfly At Night
Emerging from the dark night,I am the soul of the sun.I am closer with each breath to breaking my habits,breaking free of my bounds.I thought my wings were broken,but I waited,and here they are.
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O Captain! My Captain (Janeway)!
Write about your first crush. Your voice was gorgeous gravel,the kind that crunched under each subconscious step and shone in the shy sunlight,if I really used my imagination.I used to imagine how you’d say my name,my mind full of fireflies and fantasies that felt out of place, out of reach. I was out of my…
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Background Noise
The world was way too loud.I whispered my worst deeds to your waiting ears,slipping my secrets under the already exhausted rug in the hopes that you would be as overwhelmed by the bellowing Earth as I was, and wouldn’t hear.My luck was lost to the summer breeze,my dirt as clear as a bell,but your hand…
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Below
You cry into the cold air,hands, holding onto hopeless silence,night wrapping her arms around you and begging you to sleep,but you were reborn with nightmares upon your anxious eyelids,so your eyes remain open and full of tears. It’s okay to stay up late,wondering what will become of you,what the world made of you,what did you…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 