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She Has a Type
Lost little lady, living so many lives, dancing in her diamonds, with divorced dads, in the mist of memories, smoky scenes, drunk, Disaronno, a promise to God, where her garter rests, undisturbed.
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Snappy
Surrender, you say, sending me a dream, to tell me, danger is over, if that is the path I choose. You wear nine hearts on your sleeve, all around your wrists, my initials, inside each one. I watch you, watching me, from the window, sitting, sweet on the sill, trying to tempt me outside, where…
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Turn Off The Moon
You called me your baby, then you backed away, tainted by your tone. I wasn’t a baby, according to my advanced but amateur mind, bare legs, back and forth, behind your desk, in the dress you decided suited me best, precocious pendulum, preempting our doom. You found me again, your fantasy, in front of the…
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They’re All Gonna Laugh At You
Heaven is hell to get to. Eve was weak, and so am I, cursed with blood, and a heart that breaks too easily, keeping myself in the cupboard, because loneliness and fear, feel far better, than being seduced by sin, once again, paying a price I could never afford. So long, salvation, I knew nothing…
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Daisy Chains
Glittery cigarette, laying on my lips, mixing drinks with the moon, on the soft sand. Call me your Queen, raging waves, our new homeland, late night lollipops, setting sun, wandering hands. Golden eyes, watching you, from my daisy chains, wrapped around my wrist, and the waist you claim. Bluebells, baby, maybe I could change, strip…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 